Noche: The Nocturne

The Days are Hot now..
And the Heat drags on Relentlessly
And as Drunkenness and Folly overtake me
It Falls..
La Noche

Though it never catches me Unaware
The mere Beauty of it never fails to Encompass me
Surround me..
Chain me
Capture Me..
…
Free Me

Caging the Daylight Inhibitions
Letting Run the Lycanthrope Desires
The Thirst for Life, Death, Blood
The Scourge of Worldly Pleasure and Shame
Willing to reek Havoc on the Hot Night

Hot and Soaked
As the Joust of Tongues
or the Burning of the Unloved’s Loins
A Wanting Heat
Accompanied by the Moon’s Arctic Light
Nature’s Beauty in Contrast

She is Mine
The Moon
But I Cannot Reach Her

Does the Wolf not beckon to the Moon in the Fervour of Want?
and Does Cerberus not await His next Meal?
So it is with that Fervour and that Patience
That i await my Death at the Hands of Nyx

July 19, 2012