I laughed outright at the spindly serpent
made nigh but of bones-- it's life spent,
and it grinn'd a toothed grin;
the very face that which be sin.
I lay my head upon the headboard,
as the night rain, chilly, poured--
from yon window by the door,
the snake still grinned-- like demon lore....
I smiled upon the snake of bone
"Why for do you sit alone?"
The words it spoke, rasping, scared me
--
"Not alone!" my lips set free.
--"Is true you wish not so lonely,
that others think you not so homely....
--"Not alone" I repeated quickly;
--"Why for art thou manners sickly??"
The question struck me like a bolt:
--"Why must you ask, you scaley dolt
You need not pry in my affairs--
Perhaps ask someone else who cares!"
And with that, it laughed outright
For me enraged was quite a sight--
My fists lay clenched, as did my teeth,
All my anger swelled beneath...
I let not pass a single oath
Though this creature I did loathe;
In all it's countenance, tres sublime--
it would speak, all in due time.
But it was quiet, but GRINN'D it so!!
'twas then my fear began to grow--
What evil spurned of it's contemplation--
My curiosity's last temptation.
--"O, Immaculate Child of mine,
You've grown so well, and grande refined
could not give grace to such as you;
If not so pure, who else then, WHO!?!"
--"Immaculate?!?" I sneered to it,
--"I'm no more pure than befits
One of Satan's Hellish beasts,
'Tis sin upon which lust I feast!"
--"Not true, not true", the serpent purred:
--"You are purer by your every word;
Angel of Heaven, that which I love--
Borne of Celestial Gods' Above.
I stared a'the snake, quite aghast
But My silence did not last:
--"Why for you whower me with praise,
What hell is it you wish to raise??"
The Serpent coiled about my shoulder
As the night grew still much colder
it's blighting touch stung my nerves;
bony spikes on serpent curves.
--"Not to raise but to finalize
A vision, mine, like a red sunrise;
Coudl we be one, lover's two??
I wish to spend my reign with you
I laughed until I nearly cried
And with this romp my fear had died:
"you are a snake, I but a girl.....
What insane plan hath you unfurled?!"
It drew itself closer still--
Until it's breath began to fill
My nostrils with it's balmy scent,
of spiced red wine and evergreen mint.
--"Why for you laugh, I am sincere!
You to me become so dear.
I've watched you when no one else cared,
I loved youlike no one else dared
The words he spoke made my heart melt,
Such a pittious passion I felt,
Though ugly, horrid was this (me) this creature
We found love in our every feature.
I thought a bit-- Was I so doomed?
Such ominous lust inside me loomed;
I stole a kiss of his balmy breath
And that (happily) became my mortal death.
I'm not so sure why I gave in,
Dying, Drowning, In my sin
'twas lust that drove me to the grave,
But had I needed to be saved??...
