Once again, the sun has sunk in the horizon,
Breaching the Occident with crimson wounds
Come, o Noctambulesque, creep under
and spread concupiscence in languorous pantomimes ...
your pleasure's the law if you discover mine...
compensates for the bruise
left by fangs and claws
As saliva gives luster
I linger with
over your every pore
squirming by the temple
Where scrumptious vices dwell
Seduced thus uxurious,
your venomous gaze,
I shine the idol of overshadowed rites,
this noble jewel deserves peculiar cares ...
a tongue alone won't do
to lick the drizzle of strange frolics,
to quaff the monstrous passions that lurk in your leer
exhales hedonistic delights,
and I taste it as a beast in a feast
Words seem superfluous,
we use another
But alas! Confuse contradictions!
Madrigals are tattooed inside your womb
as the bane of lust rages
and insidious duet
lay on a soil cleansed of taboos
in a hellcove where the supreme offering is brought,
an interlude amid
We should never relinquish
our immoderate projects,
may they lead us to our ruin...
A familiar specter
shortens our nights,
the ignoble Somnolence
Now that we have blessed our flesh,
our both souls should here coalesce;
dislocated in amorous convulsions
-the aftermath of demented clasps -
Shatter my rib-cage and extirpate my heart
that source of
trouble stuck in Ut
the burden of Melancholy alters my shoulders
" I cannot love except where Death
Is mingling his with
Beauty's breath. "
[Edgar A. Poe]