A Taunting Eclipse

the combination of the two was venomous,
the unforgiving herb, and liquid of divine,
provoking recognized feelings,
feelings that where meant to occur once,
once at a time,
a simple, but intriguing process,
much like the moon blotting out the sun,
cyclical, dependable, but only once a day,

but this experience differed from the rest,
tonight the moon had risen with such intensity, it feared the sun may never return,

she gasps for breath - he does the same,
absorbing life from him,
refueling her own mind,
gentle hands voyaging across a sturdy chest,
sucking enough sap to revive herself,
resuscitate and enliven until she finds a new challenge,
a new prey,
however, that night, and unexpected venom was present,
a binding venom, one that induced an excruciating sentiment,
preventing her from ending this process with another sweet victory,
hindering the sunrise,
prolonging this moment,
the moon was fastened in place,

tempting the hands to crave the same chest,
allowing it's accomplices to hunger for the same body,
longing for the same subject to enrapture,

at least long enough until the odd frenzy is terminated,
until she finds a new challenge,
a new prey,

but the venom was ever present,
and her greatest nightmare - awakened,
the new prey had become a challenge,
the sunrise was no longer a sign of victory, but rather failure,
the cyclical rules had unexpectedly changed,
now she needn't see the sun, but rather how long she could solidify the moon,
allow it to crave her, want her...

and so they only devoured each other under the moon light,
and no one knew what was to come.

desire.

That familiar conviction,
Odd yet lustful yet exhilarating

D rowning with liquor
E scalating heart rates
S moke lacing veins
I intricate fingertips, languidly dancing
R obust muscles, in need
E ager for the next encounter