• Q gentile wind billows through my hair
    with the smell of the towering pines
    that glows above from the sky so high
    through the trees the light doth shine

    a howling in the distance cries my name
    and i turn to follow the call
    flying through the air on a moonlight beam
    with a swiftness to shame all

    my tainted fingers reach out for the shadow
    that haunts the ground below
    i fall in your arms in a shimmering light
    and bathe you in my fluorescent glow.

    the glimmer of teeth and metallic taste
    your raking claws against pale skin
    fill my mind with the thought of you
    the rumble of your voice draws me in.

    the lust for blood, desire and love
    quenched by our becoming one
    two screams in the night, the moon bursts to flame
    shining brighter than the sun

    silence once more, Luna glows once again
    two creatures embrace, nothing said
    those far off gaze up and wonder
    why the moon glows crimson red