I saw Archere in a photo on the webpage for The Court of Gotham, a monthly vampire event. He was the Keeper of Scrolls, aka Historian. It was November of 2006. In January 2007 I met him. These poems were written a few months later. He did not know I wrote them for him.
COVET
A Murmur…
Inaudible…
Subliminal…
An Insinuation of thought caressing the Subconscious…
Darkness obscures the seed of craving… of yearning…
Allowing it to root… Slowly leaking into subtle perception…
A Whisper…
Feathered…
Weightless…
Curious expressions arousing desire…
Somber breaths escape the tender flesh of mouth…
Tempting…Teasing…Sowing sin…
A Deed…
Primal…
Unrefined …
Surrender…I covet thee… Sear all lucid faculties…
Accelerated heart…Rush of blood…
Ecstasy…
written 3-29-07
BELLOW
Submit…
I cannot…
An ideal forced by will binds me to conviction…
Confines my soul …
But as compelled by curiosity as I am...
Dare I betray myself …
Move beyond myself …
I beg…
Save me from this slumber…
For my soul…
It beckons in my dreams…
And to defy it is poison …
Yet…
Yet…
Submit...
I cannot …
I cannot …
For I cannot control…
The animal that desires obedience …
Desires…
Unquestioned fidelity…
A pledge in exchange for anything…
Everything…
It charms…
It lies…
It taunts…
And it bellows…
Bellows…
Bellows…
But Submit...
I cannot …
I cannot …
For what will I become?…
written 5-22-07
The Virtue of Pause
The Hunt…
An Orgy of Fervent Thought…
Unbridled Ambition…
Rabid and Zealous…
But Virtuous Pause…
Restrain Anxious Anticipation…
Repress…
Repose…
Remind…
Keep Clandestine in Shadow…
Hawking…
Stalking…
Foreboding Measures…
Suspending Pleasures…
A Sadistic Biding …
The Hunt…
Strictly Distinguished …
With Virtuous Pause…
Efficient and Precise…
Amplify the Bath of Reward…
Satiate The Hunger…
Quench The Thirst…
In a Savage Moment…
Entangle...
Ensnare…
Entrap…
But Virtuous Pause…
Intense…
Severe…
Ahhh… The Pleasure of Denial…
Run Fortunate Little Mouse...
Run…
I Need to Sharpen my Claws…
written 8-26-2007
