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Friday, June 16, 2006

   Sleepwalking on the cliff at Whitby - poem

Count Dracula is calling

He has spoken in my mind

I could hear him to my left

I could hear him to my right

As I walk barefooted

Along the mossy tops

I dare not look around me

I’m afraid to even stop



Count Dracula is calling

Will he ever leave me be?

I do not ask for much

Only to be set free

I stand upon the cliff edge

And still my eyes are closed

They open to a starry night

The sky was not the ceiling I know.



Count Dracula is calling

He led me along the cliffs

Where the bats are flying

The sea air giving them lift

My hair and nightgown wisp around

Also getting blown in the wind

I’ve been sleepwalking on the shore line

But this is no dream of mine.



Count Dracula is calling

He wants me for a bride

He watched as I walked that night

I watched as he took flight

He flew around the abbey

And across the bay below

The count has control of my mind

And so my life has turned.
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