Whenever I run,
wherever I hide,
your dark presence finds me.
It fills me with fear.
It fills me with joy.
I try to resist you,
but my will always fails me.
I am drawn back to you,
across distance and time.
Memories of pleasures,
no mortal could imagine.
Feelings of pain,
no mortal could endure.
My resistance is fading,
closer I come.
.
Your dark Castle in front of me,
where you've lived for all time.
I go to your chamber,
to submit to your will.
Your perfect face before me,
a goddess of deme,
and I show you my neck.
Ecstasy overwhelms me,
with the sharpest of pain.
This poem is included in my anthology Dark Journeys. Link below.
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