One might see in Mina. My disease. But it is She who has infected me. For all eternity.... . As the sun slips the tearaway stars. Into the scented scheme of night.
Church bells resounded like judgment day. As they were making love. In the rainswept graveyard. She fucked him hard, silhouetted by flame. A monsoon Tigress set upon prey.
Libertina Grimm. Howitzer glare and spitfire blade. Wooed by Dresden serenades. Her soundtrack now a bombing raid. Bored of Vaudeville. . God was six days sober.