Intiment Is The Night

Nothing but the call of the wild,

Black night stabbed with the piercing light of a crescent moon.

Locked away under, far under..

An ancient catacomb, from which a hunger grows.

Sealed for over two hundred years..

Brittle bones, and niter caress the old stone.

And somewhere within he is beginning to awake,

His senses, alerting him to all that surrounds him above and below

Slowly, so slowly...unlike the hunger

She..

Is laying upon her once lovers tomb, weeping...

She knows not of whats beginning to awake.

His eyes open, his hands they flex numb from so long a state...

His hunger knows no bounds...he lusts for the first taste.

He motions to stand and test his legs,

Making sure he can catch his prey should he need to chase....

And he smells her....only a second to get there

He perches upon the top of a tomb, watching lusting, but...

Not just for her blood...ethereal beauty, such a lovely face.

Her body exquisite in the soft light...her flesh the whitest of white,

It calls to him her blood it rushes in his ears,

Like that of a waterfall crashing upon the rocks and waters below.

In a flash he is behind her...this goddess of the night.

Before he realizes what he is doing, his hand are upon her flesh,

Kneading, touching, rushing to know every curve, wanting to taste..

Supple are her breasts, her nipples bead like pearls..

His mouth descends upon hers, earth shaking is this heated yet cold kiss.

His teeth graze lightly against her soft cool yet warm flesh.

Her hands roaming hungrily to touch and her lips to taste, like he..

She knows no fear before him.

They are naked before one another, slowly coming together understanding..

Ones desires, pain and pleasures...rushing upon some unknown utopia,

Only to fall back down again in each others arms,

A simple gift he gives her, this vampire..

The choice to die to be with her withered lover..

Or to become a part of his life forever, new, free, and wild.

The act as pleasurable as the one before causes her to quiver and sigh..

Crushed leaves in her hair, lips so blue with a smile upon her face.

Body upon a stone in an ancient catacomb...

Where he once was so now am I, an untamed beauty who couldn't wait to die.