My precious dark princess of the night,
come partake of the sweet red wine of
my veins that I might know the effervescent
joy of vibrant exhilerating life.
Come, my lovely demon of the night,
let me feel the sweet coolness of your lips
upon my exposed throat that I may at last
receive the everlasting exhileration of
the sweet darkness of the night.
Touch my naked heart with your glorious spells
that I might forever know the sweetness of your
love's dark victory over death.
Place your cold hand upon mine my dark love,
and lead me down the hallowed halls of eternity,
that my heart and soul may know yours forever more.
Donavon Scott Vinson