A truth unseen before
She had awoken, stalking
Within the darkness,
Hidden behind a
Thicket of thorns,
Blood pooling in
Crystal decanters,
Inducing sybaritic
Elixirs of enriching
Toxicity, a divine thrall
Purging reality to
Consume a lustrous
Reborn lucidity,
Ripped and raw,
Predator and prey,
Woven together in
A chemical gaze,
She surrendered
Allowing this creature
To pierce and graze,
Tender flesh with
Whispered praise,
Her life ending in a
Delicious daze,
Painted red on the
Day of the dead.