Amor E Morte

Like sin shrouded in the arms of a sinister God,
I came to her,
body ablaze with Desire,
her own alight with Lust;

Satin robes pooled at our feet,
moonshine on our cataclysmic clash,
like serpent and deity,
entangled among graves of the departed;

Wet with fury, I parted my lips,
baring teeth aching,
craving sweet crimson nectar,
I let bloodlust take reign;

Her lips like silk around me,
forcing my way into her,
lush, pleasant valley like a vice,
tight around my once beating heart,
our bodies merge, wet and slick,
creating a rythm,
a new pulse to which we can live;

Pleasure and pain are one,
part of this catharsis,
sought for in one another's arms,
life's cherry wine flows,
where our fangs have plunged;

Amidst our erotic revelry,
heights of ecstasy,
and path of passion,
we climax on this fateful night of
Amor E Morte.