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"Father Vincent"

Many...many years ago...
Under midnight skies.
I've devoted my life to my children of the night.
For much love has been unconditionally given to me.
I listen to the sound of my name
spill from their lips
heard amongst the rooftops...
to sweet chanting whispers with fanged smiles.
I'm their king...

Feeling the warmth coming
from black
cold hearts.
Countless kindred to greet me with honor and respect.
With tantric energy
I watch them to
and fro with the utmost love...
In melodical merriment.
touching them with a fatherly touch
Giving them a taste of their familiar...
Such beautiful transactions will never lead me to forget.

That I am
Their Father Vincent...

A high elder that has dined with many sires...
Feeding others with the importance of our vampyre legacy.
For it is my passion...
Establishing our existance
That holds the keys to our Gotham history...
Our long black vail has been lifted to great hights...
How...
We were once a small portion living in the shadows...
To the point where
our evolvement has grown strong by leaps and bounds.
I seek to carry wisdom stonger than my iron fist
Yet I will tenderly...
Humbly
touch your hand with subtle softness.
Seal it with a bloody kiss...

As you search to look for yourself...
press your lips to drink
upon my chalice...
Feast within my den with the purest of darkend beauty...
My children will show you the way to how it feels to become awaken!
under flashing lights...
monsterous beats...
Tickling your pallete with the exotic tastes
of pure extasy.
I guarentee that your media myths about our kind...
would be crushed as you walk inside my double doors...Fearlessly.
Devouring the pleasures that your eyes desire to seek.
Leaving my haven with the look of carnal entoxication.
For my house is paved with temptuous lusts
Of fettish faries with dark wings.


While you hungrily sink your teeth into my delicious
forbidden fruit...
I'll be hearing you speak
my name along
with my vampyre children...
In the peak of your awakening of
pleasure...
For you have found a new world that was waiting for you to discover...
that lies within the deep corners of the the life of
Father Vincent.

Poetry by Jinga....a.k.a...Tha Oracle
Modeling by Father Vincent



Photograph was taken at BYTE



Photography by SWAV JUSIS
http://www.myspace.com/swavjusis
http://www.myspace.com/byte


















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Comment by Compound Egret on September 29, 2009 at 11:43am
Sometimes I wonder about the vampire king and queen types. It would be weird to catch one of them at the Walgreens in sweats buying tylenol in the middle of the night. It would be like seeing a disney character without the head...

"The vampire dude from the piercing spot! What's up??? Where's your gear???"

"I'm kind of under the weather right now. I just needed some flu medication."

"It's all gravy man. Hope you feel better."

It might never be the same.


 

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