A Bed Of Night's Passion.

The second write in my Vampire series.

2…..A Bed Of Night’s Passion.

Now, up into his arms, 

soon you shall know each other’s charms, 

down the shadowed hall, turn to the right, 

to the Shadrach Hah, you hold on tight, 

then, down many stairs, you go, 

where no light ever seems to flow, 

darkness holds such fear for you.

It seems an eternity of being carried down, 

as into this darkness, you both do drown, 

then before a door, his feet do stop, 

it opens and there is a mighty drop, 

another door opens on the other side, 

candlelight flutters from deep inside, 

floating across, slowly, you reach the other end, 

his lips upon your lips, as his head he does bend, 

love sings from the heart.

Then you both walk within this room, 

where you now stand, in shadowed gloom, 

down ten steps, the cauldron there, 

where you shall be shown, love and care, 

the bed of night’s passion is rising, 

and to you, this isn’t surprising, 

down ten steps and to the Dragon bed you run, 

you are ready for a night of fun, 

love shall sing in the flickering light.

You now lie in Dragon bed, 

love’s mist plays round your precious head, 

then above you, your love’s handsome face, 

he lowers himself onto your grace, 

and as he kisses your sweet lips, 

he softly plays you, with gentle fingertips, 

lips are parted and forth comes a sigh, 

it shall soon be time, for your hearts to fly, 

two hearts now becoming one.

Temple’s join in sweet perfection, 

the gentleness of love’s creation, 

the chamber alive with sighing pleasure, 

you are the Shadrach Hah’s greatest treasure, 

Passion’s stir and desire’s rise, 

you, my love, the ultimate prize, 

but no more do I go on, 

for my heart sings a gentler song, 

sometimes love should sing privately.

Now, romantic, I don’t seem to be, 

so I leave you now, with dignity, 

dress you now, come up the stair, 

my angel, with the Auburn hair, 

There are those who expected a night of passion, 

I decided, this time I do ration, 

my heart grows sad and is far less bold, 

this can be because I am getting old, 

my words, no longer sing love’s own song, 

the Shadrach Hah returns, where he does belong.

My love, we shall return to the bed of night’s passion, later.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Far and away the best of these romantic ditties that I've read of yours! This is top-notch storytelling, strong authentic romance, & titillating sensory that tickles the imagination without going explicit (my favorite balancing act). I find it interesting how you use your pen name to name yourself as being the narrator. Not sure I exactly liked the idea at first, but then it grew on me a little (((HUGS)))

[shadrach hah]

Hi Barleygirl, thank you for dropping by and the review on this piece, it is much appreciated. I am so glad you liked the piece, It is strange how that one came about. I could not think of a username that would stick. I tried so many and finally I decided to use the name of one of my favourite characters. It was going to be Dark Man for a while. Not any better, right? Have a wonderful evening. Hugs always....Mike.

[barleygirl]

Your pen name definitely grows to represent you, the more I get to know you, & it's a great choice!

[shadrach hah]

Thank you, my friend.

[Patricia]

Great flow and romantic, very tastefully done again, beautiful, you got a gift this.

[shadrach hah]

Hi Patricia, thank you for dropping by and the review on this piece, it is much appreciated. I am so glad you liked the piece. This one was written as a challenge. After writing this write I decided to write the Vampyre Collection. Have a wonderful Friday. Hugs always....Mike.