I come to be your vampire

(pantoum)
formule poésie érotique 8/30

Found risen from your setted sun,
Your inner curtains part, I kneel,
I come to be your vampire,
The alter, where I’ll take my fill.

Your inner curtains part, I kneel,
A supplicating vow before
The alter, where I’ll take my fill,
You slowly part your sacred robe.

A supplicating vow before
Your goddess paths, in worship bow.
You slowly part your sacred robe,
To offer lunar sacraments.

Your goddess paths, in worship bow,
My rising hunger’s sustenance,
To offer lunar sacraments,
The feast that waits within these walls.

My rising hunger’s sustenance,
Libation of your sanguine wine.
The feast that waits within these walls,
Ablutions to our ecstasy.

Libation of your sanguine wine,
Baptism in your fiery mead.
Ablutions to our ecstasy,
The chalice of your sacrifice.

Baptism in your fiery mead,
A penitent to drink you in,
The chalice of your sacrifice,
This temple, your divinity.

A penitent to drink you in,
Found risen from your setted sun,
This temple, your divinity,
I come to be your vampire.


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