The darkness of your soul is a lure
Dangling before me, a taste of the unfathomable
Mystery, bones buried inside the walls,
Totems tossed into the bog
- the Spirit and the Soul of this religion.
Draw me into you, breathe my breath,
Take me down, pull me into the New Moon
And stretch my neck over the stone
Under the faded night sky, guided by the faint
Light of many stars
Like fireflies twinkling in the dusk,
Vulnerable.

I look into you, your gaze locked on the racing pulse
Bared before you…
You want to bite me,
To force my head back further and lick, rip,
Feed on the defiant flesh
As it pulses so full of life, oh, so very full,
Threatening you with it’s innocence,
Daring to be the one who will not look away,
The one who will pull you out of the shadows into
An even darker quagmire, taunting you to
See that even in darkness all is
Raw and exposed.

I wanted to say thank you to everyone who has read and commented on my work!  Blessings!