Succubus
Tendrils of mist fill night’s air,
Drawing you deep into nightmare -
Her minions lurk these silent halls,
Eyes peer out from blood stained walls.
Walking through her dark domain,
Where lost dreams and sorrow reign -
Enticing hands caress your soul,
She seeks a way to gain control.
Heartbeat thunders like war drums,
Something wicked, this way comes -
Trapped within bewitching gaze,
Blood burns strongly, lust ablaze.
Upon altar placed in Gothic crypt,
Into realm of slumber now you slip -
Seductive whispers pull you deeper,
Her promises now all the sweeter.
Desperate, fevered kiss bestowed,
You arch your back, now you’re owned -
Your seed shall keep her strong and fervent,
You fade each time, your need grows urgent.
Each night you come in anguished passion,
Your cheeks now hollow, skin grey, ashen -
Her every demand, willingly you obey,
You’ll feed her till your final days.
© Amanda Lancaster, 2006
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