Oh mighty Danube speak to me
Tell me whereabouts of dear Count
Do you see him, is he still around?
I have been everywhere
in search for his sight
No single trace of him, nor his might
Dark marks on soft skins
of pure beauties and dames
If you see him
Give him my name
Desperately in need
That’s why I came
Too much suffering
my heart has a hole
Can he please bite me
and remove my soul

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36 thoughts on “Danube”

      1. Good! Yes, one would have to think like the Count while roaming the darkness of Budapest. I played, Lucy in “Dracula” once. Getting bitten wasn’t all that great as I remember…..:)


  1. Oh! I love your photo and your poem!
    I would love to go there and find The Count!
    I once met Dracula at Universal Studios in California…and he vanted to bite my neck. I told him, “Please do!” He seemed surprised. I think my enthusiasm scared him! πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜€
    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚


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