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More in MosquitoBytes Volume 03: Ensanguined Quiescence - 2005

For Love

Amaranthine Fetish

A night of terror
Nothing unusual
Except it is your last
I finally accede to your will
As you slumber
Fitful twitching
Restless murmurs
Your unrest slowly fades
For in your mind you sense me
I have come to you as before
A cold breeze
Though tonight I am frigid
A frost forms as I pass
I lower myself to you
Deftly embracing from behind
A sigh escapes your lips
Your breath a cloud
I whisper to you
Recounting our time together
Quoting from my words
A final feast as it were
I give you thanks
For you have trusted me
Above all others
It is for this
And our black love
That I do this
Your eyes open as I caress
My talon cutting the flesh of your cheek
It catches a bloody tear
Fear not leaving me behind
I will remember
Knowing that I always tried
Now I will succeed
In ending your pain
I kiss your brow
As with a lovers caress
I slice your neck
Supping a final time
Receiving that which I bled
I sense your life waning
Gazing at you one last time
I see the love in your eyes
Your lips tremble
Smiling one final time
I leave you there
As I fade into the night
Knowing you will find me again

© 2005, Mosquitobyte

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