Poem: Obsession
This is an old piece, but I want to store it here.
Obsession
by DaMoyre
Written: 12-Dec-00
I thought of him
Day after day,
Waiting for nights to come
With fear and great desire
Delusions, nightmares,
An obsessive mind,
A morbid romantic,
Struggling between fantasy and reality
I dreamed of love
And blood and Death,
Tasting the copper
In my lips and hands
The beginning of this waltz,
Marked a lonely night,
A dark room, a tale,
A pair of emerald eyes
He spoke of truths
And lies, the secrets of life,
Black-winged angels,
Demons in disguise
I felt his pain,
The trouble in his heart;
I thought I cared and just the same,
I wanted to die
The wounded one,
A man, a fiend
With the face of a child,
I went to him on a fateful night
A trap, a cage,
Prison of death underground;
Days without end,
Cold nights and muffled cries
I dreamed of rain and sun
When freedom came at last,
Confusion, fear and anger,
A madman who'd met God
My body ached,
My mouth was dry;
I ran away,
Loosing myself to vice
And then the pain
It comes again;
My heart is thudding,
My brain floats in a cloud
The city lights,
They hurt my eyes.
I long for him, his gift,
The cold touch of his hands.
Some nights he asked
For plays of passion, feigned desire
My body followed his game; quick kisses,
A few coins and great abandonment
And then I wake
To an empty bed again,
Only the memory, hot bodies,
Empty souls and mouths
As he came and went,
I questioned my sanity;
Then he returned
To fill my dreams, my nights
He took at will
And I surrendered,
His kiss so sweet,
Intoxicating fire
Love and passionate hatred
"Teach me, guide me!"
Oh, but I was tired...
A marionette in his hands
I close my eyes;
I touch his auburn curls, his face,
The touch of silk and marble,
Danse macabre
I tremble in his cold embrace,
Stone-like arms
Crushing me,
A caress that breaks my heart
I love, I love
And I don't want to go.
I hate, I hate
I think I'm sick of it all
I hear the rain, his laughter in my ears;
I curse him. Bastard!
"What did you think,
that I would fall at your feet?"
I try to escape. I run. I hide.
And night after night,
Pray to the moon
That he will seek me out
Bright light, a ghost in the dark,
Fluid in my lungs, feverish visions,
Tobacco, Bourbon, wine
And everything is fine
I dreamed of twins
With eyes deep like the sea;
I heard their cries,
Ravished bodies in a land forgotten
I knew he dreamed of them as well,
Their white skins blue and black,
Ancient sacrilege,
An omen for his kind
Still a mortal, so fragile in his hands,
I feared my death yet yearned for it
That all this torture, madness,
Soon would be demised
I want to run, to cry,
But I'm so tired...
I can't go on;
I call for my Black Angel
I dream of fields, the light of Heaven;
I know it's Paradise, and yet
I feel the blaze of lust,
My soul condemned to darkness
I will sleep,
The end is near;
Cold wind lashing,
Piercing through my limbs
I felt at peace,
Warm in his loving arms
And thought, 'His face shall be
My last vision when I die.'
And thus he wouldn't bestow,
His tantalizing gift.
I laughed, not cried,
For a love that never was.
Somewhere, on a plane, I felt
Hard lips on soft skin,
A kiss of love, a broken vow,
The greatest sacrifice.
I gave myself to Death. And in return,
I gained rebirth, another life.
Companions for Eternity
Free to roam in the heart of Darkness.
Illusion ends
And reality feels like ice,
Sharp blade and broken promises
Of one who weeps for spring and flowers
Unspoken mysteries await to be discovered.
I feel so new, so hard, so cold
But there are no regrets, no doubts,
No hatred in my heart.
I dream of love, an autumn night,
Red curls, dark eyes, porcelain face.
My heart weeps. I touch my mouth
And long for his lips on mine...
--
* Notes: Inspired by the characters Daniel and Armand from Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles.
Obsession
by DaMoyre
Written: 12-Dec-00
I thought of him
Day after day,
Waiting for nights to come
With fear and great desire
Delusions, nightmares,
An obsessive mind,
A morbid romantic,
Struggling between fantasy and reality
I dreamed of love
And blood and Death,
Tasting the copper
In my lips and hands
The beginning of this waltz,
Marked a lonely night,
A dark room, a tale,
A pair of emerald eyes
He spoke of truths
And lies, the secrets of life,
Black-winged angels,
Demons in disguise
I felt his pain,
The trouble in his heart;
I thought I cared and just the same,
I wanted to die
The wounded one,
A man, a fiend
With the face of a child,
I went to him on a fateful night
A trap, a cage,
Prison of death underground;
Days without end,
Cold nights and muffled cries
I dreamed of rain and sun
When freedom came at last,
Confusion, fear and anger,
A madman who'd met God
My body ached,
My mouth was dry;
I ran away,
Loosing myself to vice
And then the pain
It comes again;
My heart is thudding,
My brain floats in a cloud
The city lights,
They hurt my eyes.
I long for him, his gift,
The cold touch of his hands.
Some nights he asked
For plays of passion, feigned desire
My body followed his game; quick kisses,
A few coins and great abandonment
And then I wake
To an empty bed again,
Only the memory, hot bodies,
Empty souls and mouths
As he came and went,
I questioned my sanity;
Then he returned
To fill my dreams, my nights
He took at will
And I surrendered,
His kiss so sweet,
Intoxicating fire
Love and passionate hatred
"Teach me, guide me!"
Oh, but I was tired...
A marionette in his hands
I close my eyes;
I touch his auburn curls, his face,
The touch of silk and marble,
Danse macabre
I tremble in his cold embrace,
Stone-like arms
Crushing me,
A caress that breaks my heart
I love, I love
And I don't want to go.
I hate, I hate
I think I'm sick of it all
I hear the rain, his laughter in my ears;
I curse him. Bastard!
"What did you think,
that I would fall at your feet?"
I try to escape. I run. I hide.
And night after night,
Pray to the moon
That he will seek me out
Bright light, a ghost in the dark,
Fluid in my lungs, feverish visions,
Tobacco, Bourbon, wine
And everything is fine
I dreamed of twins
With eyes deep like the sea;
I heard their cries,
Ravished bodies in a land forgotten
I knew he dreamed of them as well,
Their white skins blue and black,
Ancient sacrilege,
An omen for his kind
Still a mortal, so fragile in his hands,
I feared my death yet yearned for it
That all this torture, madness,
Soon would be demised
I want to run, to cry,
But I'm so tired...
I can't go on;
I call for my Black Angel
I dream of fields, the light of Heaven;
I know it's Paradise, and yet
I feel the blaze of lust,
My soul condemned to darkness
I will sleep,
The end is near;
Cold wind lashing,
Piercing through my limbs
I felt at peace,
Warm in his loving arms
And thought, 'His face shall be
My last vision when I die.'
And thus he wouldn't bestow,
His tantalizing gift.
I laughed, not cried,
For a love that never was.
Somewhere, on a plane, I felt
Hard lips on soft skin,
A kiss of love, a broken vow,
The greatest sacrifice.
I gave myself to Death. And in return,
I gained rebirth, another life.
Companions for Eternity
Free to roam in the heart of Darkness.
Illusion ends
And reality feels like ice,
Sharp blade and broken promises
Of one who weeps for spring and flowers
Unspoken mysteries await to be discovered.
I feel so new, so hard, so cold
But there are no regrets, no doubts,
No hatred in my heart.
I dream of love, an autumn night,
Red curls, dark eyes, porcelain face.
My heart weeps. I touch my mouth
And long for his lips on mine...
--
* Notes: Inspired by the characters Daniel and Armand from Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles.