Dining in the Dark

 

Come now my dear phantom love and dine with me, there’s just one caveat you see. . . as a vampiress there must no light be so our repast you won’t see. . .table manners don’t matter when the eyes are free.  You might be wondering what’s on the menu?  A lunch of limbs, a platelet platter?  And, the venue?  Coffin for two?  Ghosts, just me and you, BOO!  

 

A clandestine corner of the cemetery will be our park, eating in the dark.  Let’s set the grave with a transylvania tablecloth and settle in for sup.  Feed each other face to face.  Bite after bite, get ready for a bloody delight!  To be continued

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