
And then I met her,
the daughter of Lucifer Himself
and she knows not.
And now she comes to me;
she invades me when I sleep
and appears when I awake,
she accompanies me by day
and possesses me by night
Temptress, Seductress, Succubus,
her body of angels, her soul of the devil
her heart of fire, and black, and ice;
she offers me of lapis lazuli
a binding of her love
but she knows not;
Bound I am, Love I have
her eyes of green hide not the black,
the darkness of her soul
the abyss of her being
I am trapped yet willingly.
She pierces me.
Again she pierces me
as it pains me at times
for tolerance of her rages,
I cannot live without her;
shrieking, flailing, thrashing,
the demon within begging release
barely contained is she,
have I even the power to do so;
she lies now still beside me
as calm and fresh as a summer breeze,
her eyes look into mine
and I hold her as a jewel in the night
about me falls a sense of peace,
of harmony, of security;
the same as the gazelle must feel
before the lioness lurches from the grass
and sinks her teeth into his throat.
Yet revelation of my fate i have seen
it is not enough to let her go,
she rises and grins wickedly
and sears my mind with her gaze
she leads me by gentle hands to some place,
a bed of down it felt,
though would not have mattered
had it been a thicket of thorns;
pain and pleasure entwined
such infernal, celestial pleasure
gliding, aching, soaring,
swirling through the abyss.
my consciousness returns slowly,
paralyzed I lay
she rises and grins wickedly
tracing her lips with fingers or talons
I am too weak even to speak,
she lifts me softly to her breast
and swears undying love.
as all Earth should crumble around me
I am here for her.