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Unholy Lover
- Unholy Lover -
Oh sweet breath, though tainted by the crimson it be!
In the night, when the darkness stole upon all the land,
I surrendered to your madness, and gave you victory…
Made you ruler of my flesh, remade by your very hand.
How I loved you, vampire goddess and beloved mine,
Ere the long centuries stole you from my hungry arms!
But our time shall come again, a new era most sublime,
Beyond the mist, beyond the lightning and the storms…
I will seek you in the ebon void, and we shall embrace.
So like the first meeting of your lips to my skin, tingling,
Trembling in the grip of the unholy power of your face.
So that our fell blood shall be one, endlessly mingling!
The night birds shall cry out, but our cries shall rise up,
Twin in their ecstasies, lost in a million kinds of flame…
Knowing a wine that cannot be savored from any cup.
Whilst in a terror, the simple fear to speak our names!
Such beauty and romance, in the depths of the Abyss,
Known by we who have walked through the scarlet…
Goes unimagined by those who profess righteousness!
I am a devotee of my lover, and proud to be a harlot,
If in my whoredom I can know my soul’s very mate…
And give to her my very soul as her blessed valentine.
Together we may dance, until our every lust we sate,
All Hell’s beauty found in her arms as well as in mine!
Oh sweet breath, though tainted by the crimson it be!
In the night, when the darkness stole upon all the land,
I surrendered to your madness, and gave you victory…
Made you ruler of my flesh, remade by your very hand.
How I loved you, vampire goddess and beloved mine,
Ere the long centuries stole you from my hungry arms!
But our time shall come again, a new era most sublime,
Beyond the mist, beyond the lightning and the storms…
I will seek you in the ebon void, and we shall embrace.
So like the first meeting of your lips to my skin, tingling,
Trembling in the grip of the unholy power of your face.
So that our fell blood shall be one, endlessly mingling!
The night birds shall cry out, but our cries shall rise up,
Twin in their ecstasies, lost in a million kinds of flame…
Knowing a wine that cannot be savored from any cup.
Whilst in a terror, the simple fear to speak our names!
Such beauty and romance, in the depths of the Abyss,
Known by we who have walked through the scarlet…
Goes unimagined by those who profess righteousness!
I am a devotee of my lover, and proud to be a harlot,
If in my whoredom I can know my soul’s very mate…
And give to her my very soul as her blessed valentine.
Together we may dance, until our every lust we sate,
All Hell’s beauty found in her arms as well as in mine!
Published 14th Jan 2016
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14th Jan 2016 5:06am
I take this in with caution, as if the mere act of being a witness is surrendering to a state too intense to bare.
14th Jan 2016 8:06am
Well said, well said indeed! *Giggles Mischievously* it is quite the dark and powerful poem I've written here... and conveys things intense beyond mere words to describe methinks. I am glad that intensity made it through into the words I chose to pen! And very glad you found this to be so powerful a read. :D
14th Jan 2016 8:31am
dark Ladies, outrageous & dancing;
it's a garnet lovesong for brash harlots...
it's a garnet lovesong for brash harlots...
15th Jan 2016 5:01am
Aye indeed it is, I must agree, and that is precisely its' charm methinks! Its' outrageous and carefree spiral into the sort of mad debauchery that few mortals could scarce contemplate. I am glad you enjoyed the scarlet journey I lead the reader upon with this poem! It is certainly one of my more unique ones. *Wink* ;)
5th Oct 2022 5:37am
The connection of each stanza's lines to my eye's interest was marvelously ah stunning. The subject of the luva's luva was also glowful! 👍👁️🥥🍺🍹🍺👄🌷🌈💋👅🍑👁️🤍🤎🥦🍜
8th Oct 2022 8:51pm
I am happy that you found it a stunning read! When so intense is the passionate fire of the subject matter, it is bound to be a glowing sort of spectacle for the reader's inner eye to behold. *Smiles* :D
