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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Fantasy · #1329389
A tale of a virgins demise into the world of darkness
Hear the Harp Strum
(Listen to the Fortune Teller Speak)


Stroke the sparkling strings
Flow like liquid pour
Hear the ache of the whine in the tune
Its beauty to lure…

Now ears be wise to perk you up—hear
For what this tale unfolds, may cause some grave fear
Hold fast to your nerves—make steel
Allow the harp strings plucked make you feel
Embraced under full moon’s light

Listen now to the mystics tale be wise
For your soul requires no guile, guise
Wonder if the tales are true
Then listen closely be sure you do

Hear the tinkling notes plucked sweet
Take a seat, now rest your feet
Open your mind to a room no one ever dare’s go
Hear of the tale of a maiden’s life flow
For crimson the color, that brightly engulfs her hue
Learn her story, it is not enchanting but you must pursue
For in this life you will see
That the creatures of the night exist—be real
Your hair will rise, and the sounds heard, will cause’ you feel
That in the darkness some thing’s come oft to steal…

Now listen close
While I speak—hear her tale
Of many steps she took did travail
Where her path took, her fear could not stand
Watch closely the hourglass; it reveals her in the sand…

Remember now what you have already heard
For what I tell you is not absurd
Of blood thirsting beasts that lurk in the night
Your mind may tell you this just is not right
I assure you this tale of her be true
Be wise to listen for she is talking to you…

Chants surround as this story unfolds
Concentrate wholly on the harp notes mold
For in this darkness all be revealed
One more life of this maiden unsealed…

Strong stench of life’s gold is poured all about
Raise up your cups in monotone chants—shout
For the wine that is poured is red yes deep
However, not from a bottle does this wine seep
It pulses and pumps from the maiden laid right
All in the midst of the altar—lit barely—torch light

Tied like an animal given in trust
Each takes a turn to lay the blade thrust
First with their flesh, each lays his seed
Rise her back up, her life supersedes

Puzzled I see the looks on your face
Now do you know of this maidens life trace?

Don’t faint or sway your mind now hear
For hear of the demise of this maiden dear
Worry not for tragic is not this walk
Listen to my words don’t go deaf—let me talk

This maiden you see she gave of herself
A pureness of life, gave freely her wealth
A tender young thing just now to grow teen
Ripe now begun simply thirteen

Transition her passage, an honorable seat
Laid on the alter this ceremony complete
Life force drained from each vein
Some would say this tale insane
However, listen and you will see
How this maiden transformed to be
From a bright and airy sprite
To something more, a creature of the night
I see your puzzled mind state now
Wondering what she did and how?
Well since you won’t admit, it is true
Be wise to feel all eyes upon you
For in this life she gave it all
She took the plunge from light to fall
Into the pits of hell’s fire deep
To make immortal in night to creep

Her beauty captured frozen in time
A black-hearted seductress—her essence sublime
For even though she walks through darkness gate
Be wise to know her soul is not sedate
She has a pureness in her glow
With its beauty she will tempt you throw

So hide your self if you feel that wise
Tell yourself rhymes—tell yourself lies
For what this maiden fair became
Suckles from the life’s force—vein
You see this story may seem tragic to you
Not to this maiden in her crimson hue
This creature embraces the night air sweet
For finding her solace in the night air complete
Believe me all you that sit here and stare
Not with a stake or a cross will you snare
Those wives tales are wicked to throw you off cause
Make your feet tremble while she claps—applause
She delights in your fear for it pulls you deep in
Her vampire lust—her vampire sin…

So now that you see what the sands have revealed
Do you see of this maiden’s life force now unsealed?
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