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The Dark Lover
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Those eyes , like the pits of damnation. Like orbs of black steel. I stare into them and I am lost. My mind screams for release. Fear, panic,fright! But my body does not respond. I cannot move. His caress lingers on my face for a heartbeat and then his fingers drift around my neck. His eyes, so gentle they offer no mercy.
Why cant I scream? Like a wolf he pounces his fangs rake across my throat and pierce my skin. A blaze of heat hits me. He licks at my essence as it pours from my gullet, then begins to suck. I cling to him like a drowning sailor, like a lover.
My senses spin into the night reaching out for a solid ground. I clutch at the laple of his cloak. If there be a Heaven I pray soon to go there. If there be a Hell I am there now.
I feel my life slipping away. My eyes are burning I let out a last moan. Shutting out the world of darkness and pain, I riseup, leaving my twisting and heaving body. The last stand falls though the hourglass. It is calm here, I am at peace.
This be death, the unmaking. Heat! Pain! Confusion! I smell biterness. The cold fragrance wrenches my soul. He holds his wrist toward me. Oozing life, its red gleam beckons to me. I know but one thing I must drink to live.
Oh lord pity me! Like an animal I lunge. Greedily I suck at his skin. The hot liquor caresses my mouth. I welcome its warmth. Nerves given up for dead returns to painful vitality. I try to scream. The life flows continues unabated, filling me. The pain becomes ecstasy. Such exquisite, living agony. We becomeone. What have I become?
With a cry I grasp wildly for the source of life. Its gone. I collapse to the floor. The crash of broken glass resounds some where nearby. I am alone. With the gift of life still heavy in my stomach, I sink into the realm of nightmares.
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