The banquet

the libations were
waterfalls flowing
from crystal decanters
onto ravenous lips

checkered tiles
caught each drop
of dancing hoof
as the goats furiously
strummed strings
in tenor with the
pulse of the hall

embers danced
in the dark cloud
of locks encasing
his darkly obscure face

the motive of this
unseelie host was
an amorous spell
laced with tears of
the pale lady who
calls to her lunar lover

yet his liquid
bribery never passed
these lips

thus a column of
whispering wind
bellowed forth in
tenor with the eased
temper in the humming
chords of strings

the words laid their
tongue in these lobes
their whisper the
slightest caress
of this neck

this unseelie host
advanced with his
enveloping speech

to his stunned prey
he reached forward
while his stretched out
fingers soon vanished
within this chest
and his eyes revealed
themselves within
his darkly obscure face

all was lost to
those eternal eyes
as a clutching
took control from
within this rib cage
a withering of what
once was or even
of what will be

those eternal eyes
ever moved closer
eclipsing everything

the banquet was served