NOCTURNAL MISSIONS

NOCTURNAL MISSIONS

It was a love that very few would ever comprehend…

Their deadly secret, confined to realms of darkness

too morbid for mortal eyes, 
They strike an unholy fear

into the consciousness of finite minds

So fragile... 

hopeful,

yet full of despair

we cling to the notion that there is some kind of reprieve after life…

The millennia of sunsets they have awaited with anticipation

for it is only then that they are truly free

There is never any need to hurry

or try to explain
for they have forever 
to savour each other

night after night after night 

They speak in languages that long ago ceased to exist

as tactile transmissions of thought travel silently

over continents

and centuries…

Untempered passion courses through their veins

as lifetimes of memory skirr into one libidinous night

a pure ecstatic energy

no magic carpet needed for this flight

With their finger on the pulse of eternity

they drink the elixir of life

coveted from those with pure heart

…euthanized

their victims travel 

exulted

into the light

(c) Divinia Nightfire 29th Jan 2015