Then Came the Sun
This night they were lions
sleek and powerful
entangled in the equinox
of midnight and morning...
Then came the sun
ending a night in which
seduction was her only intent
she the lover
the courtesan
dark as night
he the crazy poet..
Prompting each other
to do what to them pleases
unconcerned with darkness and light
damp white sheets
covered heartbeat rhythmic...
A feast of tongue and touch
the sounds of gentle moans
such soft slow love
where none existed before
he was hungry
she was hungry
they fed each other...
From her dominion
she was lovely
she was precious
wrapped in silence...
They loved
they slept
then came the sun
gone was she
slipping away between the barrier
of dusk and dawn..
Back to the secret place
of refuge and whispers
she was not meant to be
with her new found lover
in the daylight hours..
Leaving behind
two tiny holes in his neck
perhaps she was
a vampire...
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