Mrs.G.: Yet another poem inspired by Poe. I hope you all enjoy and please review.

Title: Dark Love

wolves vent their cry. The beautiful one

stirs.

Wisps of death shrouds her deathly form,

an everlasting desire.

Her raven hair cascades over

pale and delicate shoulders, and her

full blood red lips part slightly, to taste the

blood streaming from the

pale flesh beneath

her.

Now a night of ecstasy,

I pine.