Dark Embrace

[b]Cold is the night and full the moon,  
deathly silent,through a window I observe you.  
I,a hunter and you, my prey,watching                
for when in your bed you will lay.                
I await with insurmountable patience            
the moment I shall have you in my presence.            
As the hours pass all grows still,            
I enter your bower and approach in silence,          
viewing your sleep and inhale deep,          
the scent of life emanates while you dream.          
Normally,my victim,already you would have been,  
but,something detains me;imagining’s? maybe.                    
                 
In all the centuries of my existence                  
never had I felt this experience.                  
I enter with a singular objective                  
and full of intention,                  
the hunger besieges me                  
and your blood beckons.                  
Battling with my nature,                  
cautiously your slumbering body                  
I observe when in my direction you turn.                  
I realize once more,                  
the vitality at you core,                  
your blood I can almost taste                  
nearly knocking a lamp over in my haste.                  
I hear the blood running through your veins                  
and the beat of your heart which reminds me,                  
that mine, desiccated, will vibrate, never more.                    
                 
Even feeling thus something touches me;                  
could it be possible?                  
Incapable of tender feelings,                  
what is it that stops me?                  
This I do not understand,                  
observing you with curiosity;                  
what does he possess that stays my hand?                  
The humanity within illuminates him like firebrand                  
and I, a black butterfly attracted by the shine.                  
I do not wish to destroy that which,                  
within him glimmers,                  
I would prefer to be part of it,                  
but know not if I am worthy                  
for I have been a great sinner.                    
                 
I am a monster, for whom blood means life                  
yet a legend speaks of a possibility that love,                  
for creatures such as I, also exists.                  
Could it be that this fragile human                  
can be what my solitary existence                  
hath sought without knowing?                  
The choice, he will have to make,                  
without compulsion and born of the heart.                  
Being what I am, I could easily                  
make him love me, but it would destroy                  
his soul and be a lie I could not abide.                  
With all my faculties and supernatural abilities                  
I can only hope that he sees beyond my                  
despicable acts and my multitude of wrongs.                  
In my extended existence never, had I felt                  
this that now burdens me,                  
and, until this moment, had not known.                  
This feeling for a frail mortal                  
causes me trepidation, because surely,                  
this endeavor will never come to fruition.                  
                 
In the moment of this deep contemplation                  
the human awakes and observes me                  
with certain confusion.                  
His first questions are:                    
Who you are?  How did you enter?                    
Why have you come?                  
                 
I will not do you harm,I was only                  
observing your time of dreams.                  
I am called Mozelle, and I am,                  
to be sure, a terrifying                  
and bloodthirsty creature,                  
alas I cannot injure you                  
and that is somewhat perplexing.                    
What a novel sensation,                  
this feeling of refrain.                  
Something came to life within me,                  
when first your countenance, I did see.                  
Until this moment I knew not,                  
what was confusing me thus.                  
I came to clarify my doubts,                  
find the answers to the questions                  
that have plagued me with restless bouts                  
and, now that you are awake                  
I realize how much is at stake.                  
                 
From the first moment that I saw your face,                  
you introduced my dead heart to something                  
that could not possibly take place.                  
And now that the answers have come clear,                  
I will depart this place and lessen your fear.                  
I turned towards the window to exit…                  
(He whispers): "please do not go".                    
I hesitate; what must I do,                  
(I ask) to ease your mind?                  
It would easy to compel you not to fear,                  
but very difficult that you accept my love                  
and the eternity I wish to share.                  
This is a unique gift that I offer,                  
yet the decision is yours and,                  
your choice, sadly, I must obey.                  
But be warned to accept,                  
you should understand what it implies;                  
I will have to make you as I am,                  
to prolong your life. Together we will walk                  
through the passages of time,                  
discovering the intricacies of this love sublime.                  
She lowers her head in dread of the refusal                  
that surely she must come to expect.                    
                 
Finally he answers: "To wander in perpetuity,                  
a high price to pay for a love you                  
are not certain you can claim."                    
His heart races at the thought of her plight,                  
knowing that upon making this decision,                  
there will be no going back, after this night.                  
He ponders, and then:                  
"In an immortal I choose to become,                  
by your side, together, we shall walk as one,                  
from now and until always we shall be,                  
lovers for eternity."                  
Looking deeply into his eyes,                  
"you are sure?"                    
Assenting with his head "I am".                    
                 
"Then an oath to you I do solemnly swear;                  
I will love you for always and a night,                  
you will be the only one in my bed,                  
my body and mind, we will share this existence                  
and our love will be eternal,                  
for there never has been                  
or ever will be another."                  
A single swift movement opened her vein                  
to offer the elixir that, to him,                  
immortality would bring.                    
A tear of blood sprouted in her eye                  
when his head in acceptance inclined,                  
“take my darling, what,                  
with so much love I offer”.                  
                 
In that moment the pact was sealed                  
and their union they did consummate,                  
commemorating the occasion in which                  
they became a legend no one would ever forget…                  
                 
Gypsy Red                  
DEC.2011