The familiar pop broke the silence

Without spilling its contents

Glasses came out of nowhere

All eager to taste the first drop

Sparkling bubbles gleaming

In the moonlight

The strokes beginning slowly

Marking the arrival of twelve

Each one tolling in rhythm

To the beating of her heart

Breasts high and heaving

In anticipation and thought

She’d caught her eye earlier

Felt the rush of excitement

Fill her veins

Felt her passion awaken

With such delightful pain

Memories of nights long passed

In distant destinies

Voyages they’d taken

Through time and ecstasy

Searing hot desire planted

Slowly in virgin soil

Vein full and throbbing

Waiting, wishing, wanting

Head thrown back exposing

Flesh that with the right wrong move

Could bring death

Sweet dance on this hot wire

Between heaven and hell

Sin and glory

To know them again

Plunging deeply

Searching for a pulse

Then clamping down

On the well-spring

Fountain of youth

Flowing freely, willingly

Washing over cold hot lips

Ushering in her heat

Sharing the fire that freezes

Eyes shut

Mouth open

Deep breath with every sip

Unlocking the secrets

Overflowing below

Beneath the cover of night

Oh come, Emmanuel,

And take thy bride!

The prayer heard

She is at her side

Taking her into her arms

And sealing her vow

With a crimson stained kiss.