My undead sweet

Wherefore doth thine body tremble my sweet
When my fangs bare and our eyes
meet?

Wherefore doth thou scream in fright
When the ghouls are awakened in the
middle if the night?

Wherefore my sweet doth thou stay awake
eyes peeled for me and in thine hand
lies a stake?

Wherefore doth thou not yearn to be
immortal,
when your sweet, from this world, is thine lovely portal?

Wherefore do thou run my sweet?