A Macabre Joining

A Macabre Joining


Just when you think you’re safe in bed,
I’m watching, waiting, in the dark.
I see you when you’re sound asleep,
Travel corridors of your mind.

I see you running naked, wild,
Afraid, in the wicked garden.
Your dreams are no defence from me
I wait and bide my prescious time.

Your soul is in my tightening grasp,
Your cold, sweet flesh is pressed to mine.
I taste your tears, I taste your fears,
I kiss you deep and deeper still.

I consume you with my fiery flame.
And when it’s nearly over,
And you think you’ve been reprieved,
I’ll be waiting, watching, from behind.

To taste you, take you deep inside,
And throw you whimpering back again.
At sunrise you'll be wide-awake,
And I’ll be a long time gone.

Just when you think you’re safe in bed,
You’ll hear my fierce command.
You’ll come to me, you'll bow to me,
You'll be my willing, kneeling slave.

I am your voice, I am your breath.
I see you when you're sound asleep.
You cannot run, there's no escape,
For what you run from is inside.

This poem was inspired by MyDarkness. The themes expressed in the three poems listed below have haunted me relentlessly. My poem is a response to sentiments brought up in her works.

ID: 1197970   (Rated: 18+) The Watcher  A subtle poem about stalker and victim. by Darkness

ID: 1206759   (Rated: 18+) My Dark Muse  my dark muse, as i see him by Darkness

ID: 1213884   (Rated: E) Remedy  A twisted view of love. by Darkness