The Demons Peace Pt1

Deep within my blackened soul This dark nightmare grows From putrid bile so foul Where bloodied carnage grows Festering in a venomous pit Where only my demon goes The bloodsuckers of the night Scorn my very existence Cowering as from holy light The lupine howlers foul stench Their savage bite takes no hold On this weary wicked retch Blackened tendrils, locks of hair Burning eyes like fire aflame Seek to seduce the maiden fair With silky golden skin, and hair of red Her body laid bare before me "I am yours." is all she said I saw a hand reaching out to touch her The fingers were my own All the sinful pleasures I could offer And like a wisp she was gone Ethereal shimmer fading in the dawn No scent was left behind, absolutely none And with the growing light, I retreated To my unholy place inside To see my bloody nightmares repeated And so I slept and dreamed of frightful things As the hours slipped by my writhing soul Time flew away on bloodsoaked wings The carnage inside my maddened mind Took hold upon my very being Taut and coiled, waiting to unwind As my fitful slumber drew to a close I glimpsed her fiery tendrils floating by Her naked body an erotic pose My wailing demons hushed their call Clenched fists round roses thorns Turning before me her body bares all --- see PT2 ---