the grim grimoire~with the talented Adagio

through the dark corridors and homicides weaving in
the manifolds of the abyss creating the grimoire and
dreams of incantations enabling the manifestations
silencing the winds with tongue embracing the
diversity of dark's autonomy and authenticity
ritualizing grimoire for a soul to steal  
at the behest of the darkling dealing in death
 
the cutting dark drank the chill of the night with the velvet fog
looking for a bloodletting to seal the deal its fingers grew long  
and its talons snagged an innocent caught unaware
driving the wind through her marrow  
and drinking her dry of her essence  
then it swirl thickly away on the moors hoping to catch another