it came to her in silence
sliding through still night
to the mound of the skull
guided by inner sight
wings furled transformed
so that she saw there
a naked male figure
standing before her chair
kneeling in obeisance
at her signed command
shivering with ecstasy
at the touch of her hand
on the taut throat
bared for her need
expelled breathe
as she began to feed
all the time touching
stroking pressing
rhythmically erotically
caressing caressing
so that as she sated
at her leisure
an animal scream
of pure pleasure
as it slumped
before her dead
and she ritually
took the head
at the mound of the skull
the body powdered blew away
not a single sign remained
with the coming of the day
just a large and imposing
block of ancient stone
which from a certain angle
could be mistaken for a throne
