723 (lullaby

Beyond the exhaustion
Breath forsakes the panting lung
Defying signs for caution
I stepped into darkness, my heart was stung

It was in that cool grasp
That my scream became a rasp
And I felt that great urgency
The need to turn and flee
From the mouth that beckoned me

But here I have fallen
The pale beast seeks its prey
And the fright I find apalling
For my blood her mouth will take

I roll upon my back, my eyes seek and find
Death, as a beauty, of the palest kind
From the sky swifter than the eagle with prey in sight
She stands on me, she kneels on me, still goes the night
She smiles and laughter follows, her rapture fills the air
Her teeth glisten as she listens to my fearful heart prepare
She comes against my neck, her breath sweet and cool
She whispers a riddle, but I feel the fool
She kisses first with a delicate press
To aim the spot her mouth will rest
And I feel her pointed fangs scrape against my neck
It is beautiful, lovable, it ceases my aching breath
And as I lay there dying, prostrate upon the ground
She wipes my stain and serenades me with a sound
I wish to speak, to touch her lips with mine
But I am paralyzed by her blessed lullaby