She sees him from the balcony
through wisteria perfume,
filling her eyes with silhouettes,
he comes through the garden
with white mantle behind strong thighs
pale moon follows keeping time
with the footsteps that echo in the dark,
she feels the heat rise on her neck,
catches his breath, warm against her skin
he sings a night song to her soul,
to strip her of the damask and lace,
what he sees in her, the royal clothes,
gone in the freedom of canine lust
repeats his melody from fruit savored lips
wishing the blood could be spilled,
from her tongue to his
by day he is her keeper of birds,
falcon resting soft in leathered hand,
hawk ripping shreds of ragged meat,
she sees the saliva build
a lock of black hair wound tight;
the ring she wears, pulsating blackness
fills the palm of her hand,
desire girds her loins
lonely cry of her prince,
pangs of loneliness fill her heart,
gold chain and cross that keep her safe
she longs to be rid of
long flaxen tresses unfold,
divests her robe to spring
into the castle keep,
go to her beast, run the meadow
in lustful need,
until he fulfills her
Author notes
Always wanted to be that castled princess in love with the darkness, so 18th century is where I think I should have been along with the wolf of my dreams.
Background: The Madman
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What beautiful words my fair princess , Such a shame that you have become reborn into such a time of strife as now. Peace be with you ~Bret~
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I see M'Lord that we are still together, you with gold and I with silver
...destiny? lol Love, C
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Perhaps, I guess one never knows how the sands of time will flow ~Bret~
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Wow.. this is truly a beautiful piece!!! And very dear to my heart for many times have I had a dream that is very similar to this.. You did such a wonderful job, and truly if only we could go back to the life we were meant to live in.. you created something so wonderful thank you for sharing..
Angel
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Dynamic & Dark......... loving it
Welcome to my century, dark world. This is one very beautiful ebony write. I could feel the words I read,
I could see you in the old tall keep, wind howling moon full as your true love runs wild and free under the midnight sun. What a classic mystical poem...I loved it!...novy
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Yet another powerful write my friend. The 18th century suits you
Well done. 
Love Juls
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Indeed, perhaps the 18th century was your century as this write spills forth feeling of that period in apt ways that one of that time would know quite well.
Keep searching, even when all seems lost, for it is when you absolutly least expect it, he will appear
and perhaps yee shall know him, and he you right off, sucha marvelous experience, but even if it takes a while for the realization to set in
still worth the wait
and the belief
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I once went to a psychic who told me I had no dreams of this time but recollections of a past life, I am drawn to it often, books, movies, just the merest thought of it takes me back there, she said I was a courtesan and I think I could have liked that Love, C
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