Attracted to the dancing flame she was enthralled as if one in her ear gently called.
Gently she flutters on to the fire flowing through the dead night hardly causing any stir.
A promise of the things to be had she goes unbidden forgetting all that once had passed.
Scorching her mind body and soul,her screams echo through the cold dead night.
None is there to notice or care but one is waiting amd watching with a wicked stare.
Like the moth to a flame she flutters into the flames realzing to late it has consumed her.
As she slips away from the conscious world falling down the watching one caught her in his arms looking down upon her
porcelain face bringing her close in his cold embrace.
One word escapes his lips as he carries her away mine he says mournfully.
Like a moth to a flame she went to him and in turn he destroyed what once she was.
Looking upon her he sighs gently forgive me my love.
Even the things of the night want those blessed by the light.
Crimson tears sliping from his ice cold blue stare.
Off he takes her vanishing into the cold dead night.
I am a thing of the night no longer held in the light
you made my desires as dark as your own.
Yet still i crave you when you leave me alone.
How can i desire something as twisted as this
and yet with you i feel nothing but bliss.
You awake in me a carnal lust still in you i place my trust
Desparing of myself as you smile wickedly at me.
I question why can you not let me be?
A sinister grin upon your angled face my only reply.
You have damned me softly i sigh.
I have become your Dark Desire you feed from my new found lust.
How i go unto you so willingly knowing i shall never again be truly free.
COMMENTS
What a beautiful piece indeed bravo nicely written too!
lust so beautiful
Thank you
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DarkestTemptation
17:12 Apr 11 2018
That was very beautiful poem indeed bravo.
HollyBud
23:01 Apr 11 2018
Thank you very much