I watch the second hand on the clock follow it's well worn track
The pores in my skin breathe silently with every pulse of my veins
I sit here alone and feel the slither of shivers up my back
And I know that I am not alone but feel that presence again.
Time stands still, I sit here alone and the quiet is deafening
As he draws nearer, my heart beats fast as he touches the skin
Of my shoulder with his icy fingers and his lust is beckoning
Stirring feelings within me that I sense deep within.
For a moment my fight or flight reaction courses through my limbs
But the moment is fleeting as I feel his breath behind my ear
His voice cajoles me "No use resisting, give into your whims
After all, you remember we have met before haven't we dear?"
He is right of course as we have met many a cold lonely night
Always managing to enter my home with the magicks of his kin
And although I can sense him and see his face with inner sight
It is a mystery to me of where he's from and where he's been.
An elaborate game of cat and mouse, a predestined rendezvous with fate
Where he is the cat that hunts and I am but his willing muse
Two little punctures, his lips suckle as his thirst he sates
And I'm but a poreclain doll in his arms as my very soul he woos.
I dance with foxes behind my eyes
In another world they wear no disguise
Whispers grow loud amongst the trees
As my blood pulse quickens I try to appease
The yearning fire of needing to touch
And the fear of seeing, seeing too much
But fear not should I on this familiar sight
For who on this earth can say what is right?
I know you, I feel you, we have met before
Where once it was opened I closed the door
Got swallowed up in familiar emotion
My ears fell deaf to the heady commotion
Identity crumbled for lack of lustre
I used my strength yes all I could muster
Pirouetting slowly like a swirling cloud
Nudging off that masquerade shroud
Like an old skin so tarnished now dropped to the floor
Once again seeking as I peep through that door.
(I actually sent this to Anne Rice via fb and she liked it.)
I was created long ago and as by chance you found me
Darkness was my cloak until you shone your literary light
Neither one of us realised how this would come to be
But now I am the hero/villain of love lost shiny night.
At first my presence was a whisper a gentle balmy breeze
My name unknown as was my existence, my adventures lay untold
Then in your mind my words you heard as your imagination I did seize
And now in words of many a book my fans they do behold.
Adventures of a lothario, wolf killer dressed in red
My kith and kin, the woes the lust...temptation beckons raw
It warms me so as many a maiden takes me to their bed
As wantonly they bathe with pleasure at what is now folklore.
You'll ne'er believe the offers of many a pretty neck
They lust for me, they long for me, fair maidens wait in line
You shuffled the cards and took a chance, found the prince of the deck
My head may turn at such temptation, but you always will be mine.
So drink with me, let us toast the night my beautiful faithful friend
Let us think upon the ifs and buts of your literary wonder
May the story flow, may it flourish so without a foreseeable end
Let us dance the dance of eternal life, let no one tear asunder.
If this was the matrix, would you pull the cord?
Release yourself from the spider's web, and get your just rewards?
Would you have the courage, to set your mind free?
And rather than an automaton you could truly be?
Your eyes would open from the sleep to see the world anew
But would you have the courage, to see this process through?
Would you stand tall and noble, loudly state your case
And see the world how it really is, an adventure for you to face?
No script, no pressure of being the best, just living life afresh
With time to think and realisation you're no longer in the mesh
That binds you tightly to what is 'normal' putting pressure on your soul
Spreading wings of hope and freedom, feeling yourself become whole.
The further down the rabbit hole the harder it will get
The journey now is yours to take, no longer in stone it's set
Seeing things as they really are can be a shock to some
But from the very first step take heart, because you've already won.
So would you have the courage to take that leap of trust?
Trust in yourself and what you want, eagerness like lust
For fulfilment, knowing, being and existing, tasting life entire
Fuelling your passion leading you on, stoking the eternal fire.
The choice is yours (it always has been) so what is it you will do
Two pills before you, take your pick, the red one or the blue?
The easy way is to stay asleep and carry on as before
But are you the type of character that will open up that door?
For you I cannot answer but I know which I would choose
Forever seeking knowledge, always looking for the clues
Life is life, for all of us it's whatever you will make it
Live for the moment, here and now, every life is sacred.
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This poem was good too.
Thank you :)
Love your poems there so good
Thank you, I love writing :)
Pssst can you see him, can you see him there?
The human male with the golden hair?
Shall we? shall we, shall we make him sleep?
In wondrous dreams lost, he's ours to keep?
Look at him, look at him, he looks divine
Don't laugh, don't laugh, he's had some wine
Quietly...quietly! don't let him hear
Silence now, as we draw near.
Listen, listen... ha! the mortal is singing
And inside my head the hunger is ringing
A touch on his shoulder, around him we'll dance
We'll work the magick and give him a trance.
Sshhhh, shhhhh! now lie him down
Alone be he, long way from town
He thinks he's dreaming as we move around
Dancing and swirling, no feet touch the ground.
Now lost is he within our grip
From amber nectar he does sip
Another mortal bites the dust
Sated be our whimsical lust.
What do you see when you look at me?
Behind these eyes deep into my soul?
If you only knew who I am meant to be
Instead of this guise you saw me whole?
Run is the first thought in your mind
For myths and teachings colour your view
There are not many left now of our kind
As we walk these streets and mingle with you.
We're not all bad as stories proclaim
We have a heart, we breathe the same air
In some ways, yes we are the same
Beneath it all we still do care.
My nature fettled, held deep within
For deep down inside I live untamed
Being different. no... it's not a sin
But hear me now I will not be named.
Feathers black are forged by fire
Like the phoenix I am born again
Leaping from the funeral pyre
Life long vanities dance like rain.
Eyes of green and mind of time
A subtle touch that makes you swallow
A sudden tremor a sensual sign
Of whirlwind times that are to follow.
A bee to honey, your senses stirred
Curiosity fights with common sense
Of all the stories you have heard
You walk towards me, body tense.
You do not know me, what makes me tick
But you feel the pull within your being
Loving the way your heart beats quick
The glamour beckons in what you're seeing.
I hold you now, will you go free?
Breath of cold upon your skin
Your body trembles as you yield to me
As I light your fire from within.
One last tear drops down your cheek
As blissful thoughts replace your sorrow
Is this the moment that you seek?
No more pain... no more tomorrow.
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I like it. :-)
Thank you RavensDeath :)
I like it, too!~Mina
Thank you Mina :)
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