The Apprentice

the dark lord's young apprentice
his eyes full of hope for promises
made by the lord's dark whispers
of dark magic and adventures
 
he stood in shadows deep
listening for the presence
of he who promised to keep
the appointment in his essence
  
A dance of whispers began
and his lord did appear
but the night deceived his mind
for his lord was a lady fair
  
her full lips red that curled with sin
her eyes red tinged with emerald green
her breasts firm full and round
waiting for a lover's hand
 
inviting him from a burnt soul within
he moved into her waiting arms
felt the sweetness engulfed him
her sweet lips on his lips  

her silken skin as velvet
revealed with her body naked
pale and cool without a sweat
his hunger exploded his heart enslaved

in the midnight breath their desires flowed
meeting and melting of bodies and soul
for she was already without a soul so flawed
she was all cold within her empty human coil

fangs on his neck a sharp sweet pain
a promise of more explosive pleasure
his soul screamed as his body succumbed
to pleasure's exquisite pain

he woke to a darkness of self
a throbbing strength previously unknown
he looked up to see his master
smiling at him in his classic beauty

"Go forth and prosper us, my son
for our population has dwindled
and we need more children
listen to the call of your desire"

he knew then that he was lost
a slave to his whims and lusts
he would never see sunlight again
or return home where life began