The Darkest Hour

A beautiful taste, to those who would take of it.
Something so sweet,
                      so lush...
                                    ... and thick...
                                                          ...and red...

A bond like no other, could share if partaken.
Its tie is of two souls
                          ...moreso, of two hearts...
  [rather, the life that flows therein, and throughout until ceased by its final beat.]

The nighttime echos our bittersweet love song
of only our shallow breath
                            [accompanied by pleasure-pain whimpers
                            and breathless bemused sighs
                            in altogether symphony, a bewitching melody of our love]
Two bodies so passionately embraced.
Your hand entangled in my hair.
Your other hand cupping my breast.
My hands claw desperately at your pale, soft-skinned back.
        [pulling you nearer, needing you deep]
                      [[inside]]

Perfect love, so wrought full of understanding and beauty.
I need your love to flow into me.
I need your heart to be one with mine.
I need your soul to fill my emptiness
[a void once hollow, but instantly fulfilled when I discovered that cool, calm ocean of blue-green iris within each of your captivating eyes].
I need your life.
I wish to take it for my own.
I wish to trade it for my own.
I wish to let it pervade my thoughts
                                      ...and my throat
                                                        ...and coat my inner being with its sticky-sweet sustenance.

My soul begs to sacrifice
my very life unto you.
To cut open and bleed for you.
My life, my blood, sweetly filling your tongue with its flavor.
[and fulfilling your soul with my very existence]

Your thoughts are mine.
My thoughts are yours.
You pull my hair back, balling brown-black waves into your fist
as you expose my pale, nearly colorless neck.
                                     
                                        [you bite]

... Grinding your sharp teeth into my delicate flesh
I wince and scream
but the pleasure overtakes my every nerve;
my release and tensionless relaxation subdue me throughout my body
                                      [as my blood breaks through the flesh, flowing fluidly into your warm, suckling mouth]

My life is now within you--
                              ...fulfilling you
                              ...exciting you
                              ...nourishing your hunger
                              ...satisfying your craving

                              [i take of you the same.]
                          [[i drink you down like water.]]

My life.
      [your blood.]
Your blood.
      [my life.]