Postcard for a vampire ...

Goths haunted the lanes near the narrow harbour -

Pale willowy girls and their boys waited for the falling tide - 

We had traced the seared stones marking the narrow beds - 

Counted the steps down to the mazy lanes - 

We had seen the moonlit abbey before we slept - 

Stayed in the same house where the magician had dreamed - 

Here, he had shaped his story - 

The wolf had leapt onto the stone pier - 

His spell had kept me awake in my young bed - 

I had felt Lucy's mouth against my skin - 

I had hear her voice hiss my name - 

I had shivered with a secret joy - 

October 2022

Whitby