And I will come, as if in dream My languid, dark and lustrous Malaresian Queen Of vengeful, ancient breed Gilded with the pelts of many enemies Erishkigal, raven-haired Thy seduction haunts the castle in erotic despair I can taste thy scent by candlelight Legs of porcelain traced and laced to their lair Appease the beast on spattered sheets Dyed unearthly red as sobriety weeps
