Darkness's Widow

Heaven help me i sigh....
And extend tembling hand towards his
Long fingers wrap themselves tightly arround my pale wrist
He pulls me into his midnight
My red heels stab at the darkness
Though it surrounds me like a sepulchre
Completely
I am no longer weary
And no longer fighting the ever futile prick and salt of life
Chasing to numb.....
And living the pain of days according to a God who made them that way
Sir i say.....
How may i follow you?

With head high my darling

Sir, too honor....?

You have my darling.....and yes, you will

My feet now dangle above halcyon stones
My belly feels full and round
My tits sit high and proud
A black leather corset forces them up in wan white offering
I flash idigo blue throb of excitement as his hand catches my cheek and arches my kneck sharply
He presses moist lips...
Like those of a canibal...
Hard down the watercolor trail of my heartbeat

My darling... Your saline taste..  Yummmmm...
I will baptize you in seminal rush
Your body will wear it like a Sunday dress
Your mouth will water to lick your ruby fingers tips of me
My essense will be your second skin and mourning veil
Look over your life quickly darling...
It fades into my dark night