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Demon of the Night

A. W. Nutter

In the darkness is where I love to dwell
Atrocities performed will send me to hell
A ladies perfume assaulting my senses
My mind visualizing the sensual caresses

She walks alone on a moonlit night
Unaware of the demon hidden out of sight
Grabbing her quickly, muffling her objections
Excitement builds as I gain her submission

No hero to save this damsel in distress
As the blade of my knife shreds her dress
Naked and vulnerable, I tie her to the stone
Many have died on this sacrificial throne

Pleading for mercy only fuels my desire
My passion building with an internal fire
Only one way to quench the erotic flame
To her body and soul, I must lay claim

Holding her tightly, I gaze into her eyes
The cold steel slowly piercing her side
Advancing toward the girls racing heart
Needing to be ready when her soul departs

Writhing in pain, my lady meets her death
My lips on hers catching the final breath
The soul acquired, sexual release attained
Falling from the stone, physically drained

Dawn shines a light on my transgression
For a lingering moment I ponder salvation
I feel the perversion rekindling the flame 
Powerless to stop this erotic game

Copyright © Anthony Nutter

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  1. Date: 1/19/2011 3:17:00 AM
    A most excellent modern goth-love poem. Almost reminds me of Porphyria's Lover... but of course different and unique in its own right. Kudos in all to the smooth flow and striking imagery imparted

  1. Date: 5/28/2010 6:32:00 PM

  1. Date: 5/2/2010 3:23:00 AM
    passionate writing...penned with thoughts emotions and bit desires..i guess.

  1. Date: 5/1/2010 4:22:00 AM
    are you still writing poetry, Anthony? Miss you on PS....Have a nice weekend....Gert

  1. Date: 4/25/2010 2:28:00 PM
    first time i believe to read a write from you and understand, i do feel the desire the psycho felt in this write of yours, stealing one last breath just to enjoy his perverted needs, enjoyed this write of yours,..p.d.

  1. Date: 4/25/2010 9:02:00 AM
    Your vivid imagination illumes these quatrains AW.Rgds Brian

  1. Date: 4/25/2010 4:11:00 AM
    Ya inside the mind alright- an exacting write for sure- I believe the Inca felt the same way

  1. Date: 4/24/2010 9:00:00 AM
    This type of crime is terrifying for victims and you have allowed us to peer into the mind of the attacker, Anthony. Frightening imagery, but your poem is well written (as always), my friend. Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 4/24/2010 8:57:00 AM
    This should be told by a campfire on halloween what imagery one can come up with enjoyed the read nice flow too like the rhyming form thanks for your kind comment also to my stuff keep up the great thrills blessings

  1. Date: 4/19/2010 11:35:00 AM
    There's a dark side to everyone...and you certainly showed that!! wow very exciting write....Great to read something with a thrill factor...Allie

  1. Date: 4/16/2010 3:52:00 PM
    you scared me nice write faleshia

  1. Date: 4/16/2010 10:16:00 AM
    I am so pleased to have been able to read your poetry this morning Anthony. Have a wonderful day. Love, Carol

  1. Date: 4/15/2010 6:21:00 PM
    creepy--psycho like

  1. Date: 4/15/2010 2:36:00 PM
    Intense and powerful write Anthony .. very intriguing and a crime that happens all too frequently.. u have captured uniquely in your creative lines... hope u will check out my new blog Poetry Poll...luv.. "Sweetheart"

  1. Date: 4/15/2010 2:05:00 PM
    Wow. That's horrifying, extremely well written but way dark.

  1. Date: 4/15/2010 1:43:00 PM
    I think that you have captured the soul of the person who would do such a thing....Not a pleasant write...Sara