Three Promises
Three Promises
Through the light of fireflies
I see uncertainty -
It’s reflected in your face
I watch, but you don’t see me.
Yet you know I’m there.
Your innocence is such a thrill -
I taste it in my throat
Like blood and wine, and all things fine
And very dark and sweet.
I reach out, caress your cheek
And finally you see.
There is fire within your eyes
You desire to be consumed…
Yet you will fight as well.
You deny your hunger,
Your nature, and my claim.
So little do you know.
My fingers linger on your cheek,
Then down your jaw,
Around your throat.
I hunger for you and will devour -
This soft touch is my promise
And I tell you so.
Your breathing is ragged;
Your body still in defiance, longing, and fear.
If you love me, it will be easier;
If not, it will be sweeter.
You will yield just the same
For I know the darkness your innocence hides.
I can smell it as I lean into you,
As I kiss your throat and you moan.
Deeply, I breathe in this scent.
Haltingly, you beg, “Please… Don’t…”
Your legs give way and you sink to the earth.
And thus I kneel, push back your hair;
Gently - you shall not hide from me!
Your tear-stained eyes shine
So wide, so bright
Like candles which light the deep…
Mirrors of a larger flame.
Softly I whisper as I lay you down,
“Sleep, pretty thing, and dream dark dreams.
Taste the wine and the blood.”
For I will comfort you;
I will ease the way
As I take you and destroy you
This is my second promise
And, again, I tell you so.
As my kisses trace a path
Like liquid fire down your neck,
So slowly…
I feel the rapidness of your pulse -
The sign that betrays you,
For I see the battle between your beast and the light.
But is it a battle if it cannot be won?
For I see the darkness grow but the light fades not…
And a clarity finds your eyes.
Another moan…
A shudder runs through your body.
I feel your hands caress my face
And I close my eyes.
Your scent grows so intoxicating
As you become more what you’ve always been
Or always could have become
And now I am the one who is still
For you lean into me…
Press your lips against mine.
You laugh and it’s a delicious thing
As it crawls down through me.
And you’ve dreamt dark dreams
To become dark dreams
And it is I who must surrender.
This is my final promise…
But I think you’ve always known.
Through the light of fireflies
I see uncertainty -
It’s reflected in your face
I watch, but you don’t see me.
Yet you know I’m there.
Your innocence is such a thrill -
I taste it in my throat
Like blood and wine, and all things fine
And very dark and sweet.
I reach out, caress your cheek
And finally you see.
There is fire within your eyes
You desire to be consumed…
Yet you will fight as well.
You deny your hunger,
Your nature, and my claim.
So little do you know.
My fingers linger on your cheek,
Then down your jaw,
Around your throat.
I hunger for you and will devour -
This soft touch is my promise
And I tell you so.
Your breathing is ragged;
Your body still in defiance, longing, and fear.
If you love me, it will be easier;
If not, it will be sweeter.
You will yield just the same
For I know the darkness your innocence hides.
I can smell it as I lean into you,
As I kiss your throat and you moan.
Deeply, I breathe in this scent.
Haltingly, you beg, “Please… Don’t…”
Your legs give way and you sink to the earth.
And thus I kneel, push back your hair;
Gently - you shall not hide from me!
Your tear-stained eyes shine
So wide, so bright
Like candles which light the deep…
Mirrors of a larger flame.
Softly I whisper as I lay you down,
“Sleep, pretty thing, and dream dark dreams.
Taste the wine and the blood.”
For I will comfort you;
I will ease the way
As I take you and destroy you
This is my second promise
And, again, I tell you so.
As my kisses trace a path
Like liquid fire down your neck,
So slowly…
I feel the rapidness of your pulse -
The sign that betrays you,
For I see the battle between your beast and the light.
But is it a battle if it cannot be won?
For I see the darkness grow but the light fades not…
And a clarity finds your eyes.
Another moan…
A shudder runs through your body.
I feel your hands caress my face
And I close my eyes.
Your scent grows so intoxicating
As you become more what you’ve always been
Or always could have become
And now I am the one who is still
For you lean into me…
Press your lips against mine.
You laugh and it’s a delicious thing
As it crawls down through me.
And you’ve dreamt dark dreams
To become dark dreams
And it is I who must surrender.
This is my final promise…
But I think you’ve always known.