The incisive gist of those embedded fingertips milking
accompanied by a soloist freedom of ruby drenched lips

Wreak havoc upon the sole embodiment of me
- take its tarnish to everlasting lustre

I bleed in no uncertainty of terms
feeling in first person the breath of life suspended
tinkering with the brink that assures its augmentation
a volcanic rupture impaling my innards heartily
one last exhalation becomes a crushing bellows
that renders the frosty dark breeze of night essences

Her teeth dip deeply
directing into this flesh that retains its approved yield
liquid nitrogen enters my temperature to skip a beat
her white washed skin seems to merge with the watery greyness of half night
my vision is withering to cohesive constancy
waking to a leverage of second sight

The poison of life after mortal demise is alive
its toxicity intoxoicating
I become sacrifice in some bygone era
to the backwaters of Salem circa 1692
returned to a memory thread that unwinds
weaving through reconstructing my experiences
enhancing all with details I'd overlooked
I'm being re-arranged from the bud of marrow then upwards
a steely ripple of december begins to infuse
reinforcing every element , each organ strengthened
my pressure within plummets till the heart dies down
to a faint glimmer of descending ascendancy
the pulse that was inverts , collapsing back
something foreign surges impregnating all within
at a cellular level of manifestation
these eyes glisten hollow then refilled
with a renewed appeal upon the world around

"But this is a start , no more ...."
she whispers .
There is so much more I shall bequeath as already known
until one day you'll realise
that the sum of all construes as wholly empty