Blue-Eyed Demon

by I Seem to be the Heartless   Jul 24, 2008


You open the door
And I step inside.
Suddenly you embrace me,
Holding me so tight;
Squeezing the life out of me.
You offer me a glass of poison
And I sip it slowly,
Savouring every drop.
Then, taking my hand,
You lead me to your room.
Why did you bring me here?
What is it that you want from me?
Softly, you start by undoing
The buttons on my shirt.
Gently, you lay me down on your bed.
I now know what it is
That you want from me.
Do I want this?
Am I ready for this?
You don't give my mind
A chance to respond -
You pin me to the bed,
Your blue eyes now flaming red.
With the precision
Of a skilled master,
You sink your teeth
Deep into the flesh of my neck.
I scream,
A scream of pleasure.
Caressing my body,
You admire your venom
As it traces its way through my veins.
"Soon the transformation will be done,"
You hiss excitedly,
"You will be
My Mistress of the Night."
"And you, my Devil-man,"
I whisper as I fall under your spell.
I watch as your once blue eyes
Flame a brighter, fiery red.
You're a demon,
Constantly haunting my thoughts;
My dreams;
My life.
I live for you, Devil-man.
I long for you more each day.
Once this transformation
Is complete,
We will be one -
Me your Mistress
And you forever
My Blue Eyed Demon.

Copyright©JosieWentzel24July2008

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