Death

Death pulls at me every night in my dreams.
He tempts me to be his lover, his immortal queen.
I always say no, but tonight I will give in,
and let him take me, so our new life can begin.
He slips into my window, and sits on my bed.
My eyes flutter open, and I turn my head.
His eyes are as black, as the darkest coal.
He reaches into my body, and grabs my soul.
He releases his grasp, and touches my face.
All the troubles of the day, are then erased.
His fingers caress my chin, and down my neck,
then tickles the valley between my breasts.
His face inches closer, and his lips touch mine.
My tongue seeks out his, and we lose track of time.
He stands up beside me, and opens his cloak,
his naked flesh underneath, not a mark has imposed.
His dark skin shines, as the rays of the sun,
then he looks at me and I know, we have only just begun.
He looks at me and smiles, and words slip through,
"Another night is ours. Another night, for me and you."
And with that, his body collapses onto mine,
flesh touching flesh, in intimate rhyme.
His fingers scrape my nipples, and blood starts to drip.
I fall deeper into lust, with every deathening kiss.
His member penetrates me, and we are finally one.
My heart beats spasmatically, like the beat of a drum.
Our bodies shake in unison, as we orgasm into death.
Life is slowly drained for me, as he sucks in my breath.
Now hand in hand we walk, taking human souls.
I am now his, to have and to hold.