The Warrior's Return
by Victoria Tarrani
((c) 08.08.13)
Beneath
knight in satin
blacker than the new moon
you bring to me your bath of blood
and war
I try
to open wounds
letting the poison spew
caress your brow, my lips on yours
searing
fire rages
your gentleness
lost in the gore of fight
you bite my neck, I jerk in fright
tasty
we share
fine wine, mixed blood;
I am yours, you are mine
this is the way you made it home
to me
slumber
wrapped together
the day will quickly pass
the night belongs to us, our kind,
timeless.
Above
my knight in black
you jerk yourself awake
doors blocked, fire is everywhere
fly out.
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