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Dracula.

The lullaby of the peacock
Over in the sainted garden
where the lullaby is played
by the laughter of the peacock
that wears his tail like gems
from Iraq wasted there
from a Thousand and one nights
(found by a blushing Mina, in Lucys home)
it walks in the garden fully blushing
in the full blossom of the evening in a garden with the themsen
and a area that resembles Munchen
it withers away with the Tahitian moon
translucent beneath a starry sky
with eyes that drenches beauties
and a voice like that of a singer
it walks around in the family crypt
at Hillingham, with Lucy, her mother and Mina Harker.
Jonathan, standing in the garden playing with a butterfly,
has to travel To Transsylvania to an eccentric Count Dracula
to buy him an estate in London, Purfleet.

Mina writes on her typewriter, about her marriage when she finds the pictures of the naked bodies. Dracula finds his true love, again and has crossed oceans of time to find her. lucy, his willing disciple, kisses her husband to death, nearly, executed by those who swore to love her. A book, written by an insane irishman, who saw vampire women at night.




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Publicerad 2010-12-30 18:42



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