Lisa/Anders - Ninja Transvestit Danmark
Wampires & Tranny's
Transvestites and Vampires, have so much in common.
We live long periods isolated from the light of day, only to apear at the break of dark. Horrified people make the sign of the cross, when in the shadows our paths meet and instinctively folk tremble when their gaze falls upon our long claws, as they sparkle in the scarce light of night.
Perhaps they feel threatened, by the strength hidden behind our feminine, elegant, almost cat like appearance. Perhaps they see a predator, hiding behind the powdered fine skin, reflecting the light of the moon?
Even our youthful appearance bear no true witness, to the lenght of history in our hearts, we are unthinkable older than mere eyes can see.
Our refuge we tend to keep secret for reasons of safety, as caught on the wrong leg, or surprised in the wrong light, we lose our powers of enchantment.
Exalted beyond the norms and rules of present time, we rule supreme in our rightfull element. It is not true we cannot stand garlic, we just prefer not to smell of it and that does limit our choise in food slightly.
We are seductive by nature, but usually disapear before the first light of day. Our needs are strong and must be fullfilled night upon night again, in order for us to survive as what we are.
Wampires & Tranny's
Transvestites and Vampires, have so much in common.
We live long periods isolated from the light of day, only to apear at the break of dark. Horrified people make the sign of the cross, when in the shadows our paths meet and instinctively folk tremble when their gaze falls upon our long claws, as they sparkle in the scarce light of night.
Perhaps they feel threatened, by the strength hidden behind our feminine, elegant, almost cat like appearance. Perhaps they see a predator, hiding behind the powdered fine skin, reflecting the light of the moon?
Even our youthful appearance bear no true witness, to the lenght of history in our hearts, we are unthinkable older than mere eyes can see.
Our refuge we tend to keep secret for reasons of safety, as caught on the wrong leg, or surprised in the wrong light, we lose our powers of enchantment.
Exalted beyond the norms and rules of present time, we rule supreme in our rightfull element. It is not true we cannot stand garlic, we just prefer not to smell of it and that does limit our choise in food slightly.
We are seductive by nature, but usually disapear before the first light of day. Our needs are strong and must be fullfilled night upon night again, in order for us to survive as what we are.