Vampire

Her smile is like a balm of sunlight Burning me inside like a bright fire The only one not affected by the bite My heart cold and dead, now her pyre I have long since felt anything Until she crossed my path She will be given everything tied by a ring Cursed I may be but my soul she hath Her blood is like a rush of joy Yet I've no power when caught in her eyes Dead I may be but my heart she not toy The only thing I fear is she dies For how many of our kind fall in love When we are damned to walk the dark I am blessed by her mark She haunts my dreams and I'm fond of