sickly dark introduce yourself
invictus demonica seedling of malice
destructive force, gorging on the mortal
with a listless lust for gore
descending on the mind
fear grows, the air becomes silent
you see me materialize, with thoughts of be gone
insulted understanding, you have no power here
bleak of feeling, show your horns elsewhere
diabolical need you are drawn to me
a supplicant of passion
sulking in the maelstorm
shadows converge and you emerge
now I’m fascinated devastatingly striking
my soul converges with yours
spit fire and turn me on
if you’re perplexed, don’t bother
some maudlin metaphors should do
corrupt a vision allow me to see your nightmares
fiend of the outer realms
entertain your desire on my coven
tittilating the blackbirds of your intellect
that keep you in shaded oblivion
I provoke the evil in you, so come
Hauntingly penned, Brenda. Amazing dark write my friend. Appreciate you.
Damian
hello dearest Damian thank you for embracing me on this dark write ❤️
This is darkly charged and unapologetic, leaning hard into seduction and danger without blinking. I like how the poem owns its fascination with shadow, letting desire and menace speak in the same breath.
hello dearest Thomas good evening thank you graciously I love your comment ❤️