Nocturnal Delights

[Nacht-Jagen]

The music plays in the club.
Black lights and dark rock.
I move through the crowd of faceless people.
I see you.
Hair as black as ink.
Stolen emeralds for eyes.
Teeth whiter than my skin.
Lips, luscious black.
I move in.
Silent as the night I live in.
You look upon my face.
You make no attempts to run.
I smile, fangs glistening.
You smile back.
Surprise.
I walk forward, slowly, curious.
You also move forward.
We embrace.
We dance.
The night moves by as we delight in each other.
I press my lips to yours.
I pull away, blood dripping.
You smile, teeth red.
I smile, wounded.
Let the bloodbath begin, my dear.