The Girl.

A soft gently breeze blows the curtains apart.
Reveled before him is a young lady, eyes closed, smile upon her lips.
From where he was standing he could see her stretched across her bed, only a sheet draped over her naked body.

What was she dreaming this night, this last night of hers.
Did she have a secret lover that she was even now dreaming of.
Was she remembering a time in her childhood not long past.

He moved forward opening the window and entered her room.
This close to her he could hear her breathing,
A slow deep breath of one at piece with the world.

He bent over her and sunk his teeth into her neck.
With every sip he took from her, the fainter her breathing became.

Till in the end......nothing.