Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant than the moon
Lowered Her
mask to me
The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire
Would marvel at making their
Queen
Infusing the air with Her fragant desire
And my heart reeled with grave
poetry...
From grace I fell in love with Her
Scent and feline lure
And jade
woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest
"Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn
night
She lulled me away from the rich masquerade
And together we clung in the
bloodletting moonlight"
Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss
fervoured my neck
Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach
In a wirl of sweet voices and
statues
That phantomed the dying trees
This debauched seductress in black, took me...
In the pale azured dawn like Ligeia reborn
I tore free of my sleep sepulchre
On the
sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn
Lamented the spectre of Her
Bewildered and
weak, yet with passion replete
I hungered for past overtures
The curse of unrest and her
ardent caress
Came much more than my soul could endure...
I, at once endeavoured to
see Her again
Stirring from midnight's inertia
Knowing not even her name
On a thin
precipice over carnal abyss
I danced like a blind acolyte
Drunk on red wine, her dead lips
on mine
Suffused with the perfume of night
For hours I scoured the surrounding
grounds
In vain that we might meet
When storm clouds broke, ashened, fatigued
I
sought refuge in a cemetery
Sleep, usher dreams
Taint to nightmares from a sunless
nether
Mistress of the dark
I now know what thou art
Screams haunt my
sleep
Dragged from nightmares thou hast wed together
Lamia and Lemures
Spawned
thee leche
To snare my flesh
Portrait of The Dead Countess
Deep stained
pain that I had dreamt
Flaunted demise, life's punishment
Leaving little strenght to seal
this wretched tomb...
But poisoned nectar within me stirs
Up feverous desire and
morbid purpose to search
Through cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons
Goddess of the
graveyard, of the tempest and moon
In flawless fatal beauty her very visage compels
Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fell
To mourning the loss of god in blackest
velvet
Enrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette
"Fleeting, enshadowed
Thou art privy to my sin
Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict
The cruell daylights upon my
skin?
Dost thou not want to worship me
With crimson sacrifice
So my cunt may
twitch against thy kiss
And weep with new-found life?"
Red roses for the Devil's
whore...
Dark angels taste my tears
And whisper haunting requiems
Softly to
mine ear
Need-fires have lured abominations here...
Nocturnal pulse
My veins
spill forth their waters
Rent by lips I cherish most
Awash on her perfidious
shores
Where drowning umbra o'er the stars
Ebons graves where lovers whore
Like
seraphim and Nahemah
"Nahemah"
Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest
Blind
reason against thee, Enchantress
For I must know, art thou not death?
My heart echoes
bloodless and incensed...
Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry
Did not the
Queen of Heaven come as Devil to me?
On that fatal Hallow's Eve when we fled company
As
the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves
Under horned Diana where her bloodline was
sewn
In a graveyard of Angels rent in cool marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of life in
sombre velvet
Enrobed in Death's shadow like a swifter
Silhouette...
