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Articulate and supple,

The curved fury drenched in sweat,

Forever bound by glory-- are you whole?

Blood and fluid combined in betrayal bliss,

With candlelight I beckon as you flood down,



“To the shadow” cry I devouring the sight,

“Least you care to know your mortal coil,”

She beckons unto me, “So… I descend,”

And by means of sputtered breath I answer,

Taking in another flash of flesh,



“Again…” I moan with agony,

That True survival seeks out victory,

Unknowing, unspeakable bliss between the snake and the mound’s caress,

However only in failing memory,

A lifeline pulled and pushed without bounds it seems,



Tattered bedclothes and matted tresses leave,

For me,

From her,

No number,

No pulse.