Eidolon

Push the door ajar, walk over to my resting place and slowly trace patterns on my skin with your finger.

Hear my insides purr...

Anxious to quiet down that vibration you loathe so much, work those paws up to my nape,

fiercely take hold and squeeze.

...waves of darkness mesmerize my mind

thoughts expire...

Blood flow subsides necrosis.

Elan vital rises from within my remains without a determined destination,

nor heaven nor hades.

Pry those thin, long deathly fingers off my neck and thrilled touch me:

My solemn eyes and face,

Long brunette ringlets resting on my shoulders.

Rub a kiss from thy lips against the inflamed skin surrounding the sutures around my wrists.

The beauty of my motionless heart arouses thee.

Realize this could only be done once.

And either sit there and relish these actions or covet the place I am in now.

Sweet sounds heard in the distance of wolves howling.

Mourning my departure as mortal but welcoming me to the other side.

Despair not my dark angel, for I will reciprocate the actions of this somber night.

I will need thee in limbo.

Thou will suffer for my pleasure!

And together we will walk in eternity.

Forever more!