Lord Thantos

He rises
from a white gabled sepulcher
face shining alabaster
under an albino moon
a deathless solitude shines
outward from his Vulcan eyes
bright with preternatural fire.

Dark, he comes from his tomb
on black wings, death-clad in
swift silence, roaming
beast-like through the wilderness,
ferreting fresh-blooded lovers.

He crosses perilous seas,
in search of porcelain limbed virgins.