La Contessa

She sits alone on the edge of fear
Anticipation kindles the offering
As amber shadows dance
Silken waves bathe supple flesh
A silver pendant lies upon her naked breast

From shadows borne this night he comes
Igniting the fires of her craven lust
A breath of evening whispers her name
Before her fear he comes to her
As she reaches for the fire of flesh
"Accept this humble offering"

Her passions cradled in his palms
Lips wetted, taste the salty heat

Trembling incantations rise
"I am yours for which to feast"
"From the darkness you have come,"
"Dark shadow lover"
" for me this night"
"Your touch, your taste,"
"Take me unto my release"

Her song a sultry whisper lo
As mists upon the darkened groves
Her hands clasp in prayer bound,
silk wound and taut
Her arms lifted above her head
As he guides her unto submission

Blood rushing
Body rising
The waves of supplication churning
The bed her alter
His palm the sacrificial blade
Slicing her body, parting her thighs

"Feast upon me spirit"
His mouth hot, wet upon her rising breasts

Forcing, demanding with a tempest fury
Ravishing, thrusting, blinding
Her head flailing, her body bleeding
Consciousness lost in delirium
As she surrenders unto the night

Gnashing of teeth, a feral gleam
Ripping nails tear away at melting flesh
Primal screams tear the moonless silk
Blood curdling deliverance
Releasing her of her mortal bondage

There is a silence of a moonless night
Dark, funereal, abysmal peace
She has beckoned forth the night
And it has come for her