Eternal

It is a night of dark desire,

A song of ethereal pain,

Wolves vent their loneliness.

The immortal one awakes.

Mist shrouds her pale form,

An everlasting desire.

Her silken hair cascades over shoulders,

And her full crimson lips part slightly,

 To taste the life streaming

From the pale flesh beneath her.

Now a night of ecstasy,

I remember her.