Lying close,
he doesn’t satisfy.
Pursuit
feeds her hunger.
She chases thrills,
then returns spent
to lie beside him.
A kindred
flows like mist
into her room
while she is sleeping,
drinking her in.
Her true nature
is concealed
beneath crepe paper
and ribbons,
peeled back layers
of strength
and darkness.
His nature is
a colorful calligraphy,
flowing shallow
and powerful
beneath the skin.
He offers eternity.
She is rooted in now,
her thirst quenched
by ancient memories.
She, as predator.
She, as seduction.
She, as hunger.
He leaves her
as he found her,
wanting more.