Lamb To the Slaughter
It’s like a lamb to the slaughter
The thing is she KNEW
KNEW that beneath the alluring smile
And enigmatic eyes
Lay
A monster.
A demon.
Inhuman cold skin cluing in
The lamb
Her shepherd leads you to Hell.
But she’s drawn in
By seductive looks
Her hands shook
As she placed her heart
In the demon’s paw.
Sinful tongue, wicked lips
Grabbing, gripping clawing hands
Wanting,
Promising
MORE
Of a delicious wickedness.
Truth evident in horribly arousing
Stained talons
Dripping life-giving essence
A ruby color.
Legs quaking, knees knocking
Body rocking, soul shaking
As he takes her heart
Freely, foolishly given…
Elongated canines catch and glisten
In the telling moonlight.
Fangs! A whisper to the lamb
Demon! Someone screams
It’s not safe at night
She KNOWS
KNEW that beneath the inhumanly beautiful visage
Lay something
Screaming
Monster
…demon.
But the lamb wants to be swallowed
As she follows
As if in a trance.
Don’t go Lamb! Stop!
And she placed her heart
In the demon’s paw,
Relaxed in his iniquitous embrace
And delivered herself freely,
Anticipating a most delicious pain
Only he can give.
Truth evident in his salacious stare
As she fell a most willing prey to tantalizing touches
As back arched, heart out
Don’t lamb!
And he takes her heart
Freely, foolishly given…
….and devours it.
zhane_ariel
Poems from the Vampire! Free Poetry Contest
Copyright © Zhane Robinson | Year Posted 2013
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