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Lover In The Dark

Listen closely,I've
  A story to tell,
How I was seduced,
Where dark things dwell

I was weary of sunlight,
That shone on my face,
Tired of the shame,
Sick of the disgrace.

I needed the shadows,
To hide me away,
Lead me to darkness,
Take me away from the day.

So one night when the moon,
Shone in the blackest of sky,
I prayed to my lover,
Hoped he would hear my cry.

I wish to  dance in the twilight,
I sang straight to his heart,
I'll be your nocturnal princess,
Tell me where do i start.

Then I felt his breath,
Like wind in my hair,
He voice  was so soothing,
Filled with loving and care.

I felt his ice cold touch,
Bring me into his chest,
I felt my body tingle,
As he touched my breast.

"I am Death," he whispered,
"Now you belong to me,"
Then he kissed me with such passion,
I could no longer see.

"Listen to me,"
"My little treasure,"
Fucking the King of the Dead,
Will bring you such pleasure."

Then he took me again,
With a bone chilling kiss,
He dragged me to Hell,
To live in  abyss.

I now miss the light,
Seeing the sun would be great,
But I have dug my own grave,
And now its to late.




 

 

— greeneyes, Jun 09, 2010

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About the Author

Country/Region: Colorado Springs Colorado

Favorite Poets: I love Dr. Suess! He is my favorite, I would love to write for children.

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Roscoe Lane

Roscoe Lane

16 years ago

We should,

Be careful what we wish for, line 3 verse 6, did you not mean, His voice was so soothing. Great story, great poem. Love Roscoe...
Seren

Seren

16 years ago

Dear Elizabeth

wonderful story great poem ... love and hugs JayCee ("Quote:-For every beauty there is an eye somewhere to see it. For every truth there is an ear somewhere to hear it. For every love there is a heart somewhere to receive it.-Ivan Panin")
R

rogerramjet365

15 years 12 months ago

Brilliant

What a fantastic story which exercises the imagination Love Roger x