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I will be posting poems by my favorite authors between now and Wednesday(Velentimes) that have something to do with love and what not. Here is the first one:

The Vampire
Thou who, like a dagger-thrust,
Entered my complaining soul;
Thou who, potent as a host
Of demons, came, wild, beautiful,

To make my heart cast on the ground
Into your bed and your domain;
Wretch infamous to whom I'm bound
Like the convict to the chain,

The stubborn gambler to his dice,
The drunkard to his revelry,
The carrion to worms and lice,
Cursed, cursed may thou be!

I implored the rapid sword
To secure my liberty,
I ask the poison I abhorred
To succour my timidity.

Alas! the poison and the sword
Only showed contempt for me;
'You deserve not the reward
Of freedom from your slavery,

Fool! If our resolution
SAved you from its sovereignty,
You would kiss alive again
The vampire's tenement of clay!'
-Charles Baudelaire