DARK INDULGENCE!!!

CALL THIS then the witching hour, when the vitality of thoughts are fixed upon the decadent passions of the night...
Wild...
Wanton...
Free...
This surge of lust which calls one, beckons...
A centuries old primal hunt enacted upon the whispered breath of our dreams...
This search for a soft voluptuous beauty... the incarnation of seduction...
Sensual, epicurean flesh to feed the craving of the dark,
Soul smothered... consumed by the primeval hunger of the night,
Eyes forever closed against the dawn's golden light...
Fears blossoming like stars upon the aphotic black banner of the spirit,
Shed light dark as pitch; the flowering seeds of damnation suckled upon the honeyed milk of our darkest desires,
Without which we would cease to be...
Cease to exist...
Can you feel it?
Feel the pervasive gloom like a noose tightening its grip upon our soul,
An ebb tide of darkness rising like the hot winds of perdition
To break like a cancerous growth of sorrows upon the open wound of the soul; scorching all within it's path, Searing a trail of crepuscular doom, making ashes of the blood which pumps through our veins,
And bitter rains of the thoughts which deluge the mind in this twilit storm of tenebrious existence...
FOR I have quenched my thirst upon the libertine blood of your passions,
Grown intoxicated upon the -pure and decadently rich carmined liqueur- amber liquid of your essence... Supped upon the voluptuous flesh of your desire,
The tongue of my appetite questing for and finding the sweet softness of your pleasure...
I have immersed myself within the warm waters of your solicitude,
Plunging again and again into the velvet folds of your exquisite embrace...
              caressed by the wonder of your soul...
Infinite light; an airy song of grace,
Captivating with the flavourful taste of your seductive aria,
My spirit rising on a cresting wave of epiphany to fill your heart with the cadent flow of my affections...
I have indulged on and savoured the sybaritic comfort of your touch,
The adulant delight as the pasionate arousal of my will is joined to yours,
To flower under the pristine light of the moon,
The seeds of my desire sinking soul-deep into the luscious body of my delectation...
I have dined upon the lush aura of your lissome spirit as I inhaled the efflorescent radiance of your allure
And so become lost in the throes of  sublime bliss...
I have embraced the darkness, and in turn been caressed by the light...
YET WE are two,
Separate and indivisible yet,
Our hearts they beat as one,
Our souls locked in harmony, a composition of two voices...
Two tones...
Two rhythms, extant upon the diatonic scale of love...
Dyad, our essence elements of the same passions,
A melliflous flow of wanton desire,
Sonorous as the brilliant gems of light
           -skien of stars-
Which shines so brightly upon the sable folds of the night...
Luxuriant,
A melding of intimacies spun from the last light of the dying day,
Crimson glow of the sun impaled upon the rising caliginous spirit of the night's embrace...
The sun's rays dripping like tears of blood,
The rich salty elixir of life sweet upon the palette of my soul,
Christening my lips with the succulent delicacy of your provocative sensuality...
For the blood is the life...
The melodic accompaniment,
The percussive beat,
The dark river flowing with the vivifying copper tang of rapacious lasciviousness,
A chorus of rapture...
The soft touch of skin slippery with the hint of sweat,
A taste of decadance on the tongue of my passions,
Epicurean caress sharp on the teeth of my hunger,
A dagger of bliss sunk deep into your yielding flesh,
Savory song...
The taste of my desire...
AND THE bitter rain does flow,
Like a firestorm, it rages in my breast,
In the tears which wash my face in joy,
An infinite caress of finite awareness,
Possibilities unfolding on the mutable dreamscape of the soul...
I feel it as a numinous breath,
Sultry as a summer breeze, pregnant with fragrant blossoms of adulation,
It is an awakening of the heart,
Beating strands of affections flowering into a rhythmic radiance of vibrant emotions,
A ribbon of light woven into the heart of my dreams,
A song of contentment sung by the spirit of my soul,
It is the twilit glimmer of incandescent stars;
The night a vast weave of velvet darkness sewn into the fabric of the heavens,
The moon a silken brocade of silver brilliance,
Argent gleam broaching the saturnine womb of the sky,
Birthing a succulent light of blissful enchantment,
Evocative essence aurally perceived as a rainbow of euphonious sound,
Scintillence; ribbons of song tenderly caressing the inate passions of the spirit,
With a gentle undulating touch,
Iintricate; the sublime splendour of this gift,
Llike the shimmering expanse of a pond filled with rose petals,
Dreamily scenting the air with its sweet aromatic beauty, a sensuous massage of rapture,
A harmonic melding of desire and allure,
The delectation of the heart and the seductive embrace of the flesh,
It is an illustrious dance of opulent wonder,
Nuanced and complex, yet free as the sighing breath of the wind...
It is the exquisite taste of love finding a home within my soul...
It is... the stroke of the darkness, the embrace of the light!!!

Richard 'Poetikz' Burton
01/04/2012