Consummation

drawn with my gleaming blade, my paw print shines on tender flesh
my rough tongue caresses throbbing wounded skin
lapping up each crimson droplet offered for my delight
my love etched timeless by his torn skin’s witness
with one deep stroke claiming feminine flesh entirely
crimson streams, flow without constraint covering my breast
two become one

my claws scrape his back, welted trails of hunger in their wake
lips curled in a mischievous grin, my yellow eyes flash
revealing scorching lust held to long within
strong fingers beneath me squeeze supple crescent mounds
teeth bear down heavily on my neck, soft whimpers rise into the air
two become one

shocks of ice melt over heated slick skin
his tongue weaving pleasure over my wine-red breasts
then by his hand appears an S, the blade quick and true
my existence pours out of his emblem in scarlet streams
his chest lowers to mine, joining our lives, our blood flows over pounding hearts
two become one