Violet Faerie

Transparent skin,
Shimmers in the light,
Wild eyes glinting,
Hunts at night,

Deep purple waves,
Fall to her hips,
A vial of blood,
She gently sips,

Wild fangs,
And violet eyes,
Full of knowledge,
Evil but wise,

Delicate wings,
Of opaque silk,
Purple-streaked,
Colour of milk,

Tiny fingers,
Sharpened claws,
Ragged edges,
Just like saws,

Flitting silently,
From room to room,
Close your windows,
Or she'll be here soon,

Takes your blood,
And haunts your head,
All while you're,
Asleep in bed,

She laughs and sighs,
Tinkling like bells,
She has many secrets,
But she'll never tell,

Her bare feet,
Touch the ground,
Silently,
Not a sound,

Her eyes are glowing,
Pupils are wide,
When you wake up,
Into darkness she'll hide,

Hiding in cupboards,
Pockets and beds,
Waiting for darkness,
Time to be fed,

She will keep waiting,
Until the night,
A violet faerie,
Glowing and bright.