My answer to the Twilight rave...

(Warning! my feeble attempts at poetry in high school)

This is the Night

This is the night
The night to be true.
This is the right time
To talk to you.

We arranged the meeting
Right here tonight.
But all of a sudden,
I realized i should pray with all my might.

I have a feeling,
Something's wrong.
A feeling
Of apprehension.

As you came near me,
I thought,
You were shining bright
But then you were pale,
As pale as white!

Then i thought,
You were trying to shout,
But soon i saw it,
Fangs started to sprout!

So that's what you are
Around this moonless night.
A Vampire,
Morphing in my sight!