Angel Or Demon?
I’ve seen you in my dreams You will someday love me My dear delight, your eyes Clouded and smoked. Can you see me? I see you, across the room My soul always finds you How far away you seem But my heart calls to you, In a resounding chorus to look Look at me! We’d make the perfect pair My devotion boundless. How could I Stray from a presence so strong, I can feed on the taste, Breathe off the gaze, Drink up the dizzy exhilaration That follows your every move Oh, for you I could live forever Lost in the maze of emotions That sweep me up every second That I look at you. Your mouth utters brilliance, Such strength it beckons me to listen. How could anyone ignore such beauty? You talk to me sometimes Absently, but still enough I could listen to the melody Of your words like they are An angel’s chorus Which they may be, For an angel could not describe The way a light glows around you Everyone must stop and stare At the warmth you exude. It could be magical, our love. How can you not see the eternal Adoration I provide? I should tell you But how can I match such perfection? I have no qualities which could ever Compare to you. But who could? Whenever I meet you, The heat of your intoxicating presence Just grows, taking a life of its own It’s like a serpent, lengthening And winding around its victims Strangling them while hypnotizing With potently poisoned eyes. But your beauty, too handsome To ever look cruel. I know That your charms are innocent For those eyes could never lie Oh! What I would give for You to look, with passion and desire, I would sell my soul to the devil For just that look, And sell, I might just For behind that angel’s gaze Who knows what demons lie beneath? For one who can take a breath From everybody within the room Could hide a devil just as easily. I am caught in your words, Like a fly in a spider’s web But I am a blissful fly For the web’s silky lines are Incomparably gorgeous, Like a light to a moth, I enraptured, cannot struggle. But instead grasp for the warm heat And bring my death all the sooner In the hot embrace I wished for. So even as the spider drinks me dry And leaves my empty corpse to rot This fly will smile For it was all worthwhile.
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