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{{Infobox poem | |||
|name = Beloved Succubus | |||
|author = Ian R Thorpe | |||
|written = 2004 | |||
|first = 2004 | |||
|country = United Kingdom | |||
|language = English | |||
|subject = [[Succubus (Traditional)|Succubi]] | |||
|publisher = AuthorsDen.com | |||
|publication_date = July 30, 2004 | |||
|media_type = Electronic Media | |||
|lines = 72 | |||
}} | |||
''For an overall list of Succubus related articles, see [[Succubus (disambiguation)]].'' | |||
'''Beloved Succubus''' is a poem written by Ian R Thorpe and released on the Author's Den website in 2004. The poem was also released in audio format by the author and a link to that presentation of this work can be found below. | |||
== Beloved Succubus == | |||
Beloved Succubus<br> | |||
by Ian R Thorpe<br> | |||
== | <br> | ||
Beloved Succubus | Please note: Text in ''italics'' is spoken by the Succubus.<br> | ||
by Ian R Thorpe | <br> | ||
<br> | |||
Though I spend the long day seeking<br> | |||
in crowded streets where memories teem<br> | |||
she only comes while I am sleeping,<br> | |||
Though I spend the long day seeking | in the stillness of my dreams.<br> | ||
in crowded streets where memories teem | "''Come to me my one true lover,'' <br> | ||
she only comes while I am sleeping, | ''bravely walk beyond the dark divide;''<br> | ||
in the stillness of my dreams. | ''take my cold hands or I must rest here,''<br> | ||
< | ''There is no way back but by your side.''"<br> | ||
bravely walk beyond the dark divide; | At dawn the image stays; repeating<br> | ||
take my cold hands or I must rest here, | <br> | ||
There is no way back but by your side."< | <br> | ||
At dawn the image stays; repeating | "''Please my love, please do not desert me,''<br> | ||
''endless darkness fills my heart with fear.''<br> | |||
''But the shadows can never hurt me''<br> | |||
''if I could only feel you near.''<br> | |||
< | ''Find me in this love - forsaken desert,''<br> | ||
endless darkness fills my heart with fear. | ''caught between the living and the lost,''<br> | ||
But the shadows can never hurt me | ''kiss once more these cold pale lips, caress''<br> | ||
if I could only feel you near. | ''cheeks death's insubstantial hand has blessed''<br> | ||
Find me in this love - forsaken desert, | ''Hold me, warm me and reclaim me.''"<br> | ||
caught between the living and the lost, | <br> | ||
kiss once more these cold pale lips, caress | <br> | ||
cheeks death's insubstantial hand has blessed | I feel her here in children's laughter,<br> | ||
Hold me, warm me and reclaim me." < | soft wind; her kiss upon my cheek.<br> | ||
A movement at the edge of vision,<br> | |||
hint of perfume; her Mystique.<br> | |||
I feel her here in children's laughter, | But she is gone, her light extinguished, <br> | ||
soft wind; her kiss upon my cheek. | dead; without goodbye or parting kiss.<br> | ||
A movement at the edge of vision, | Fate has aborted all we wished <br> | ||
hint of perfume; her Mystique. | and now she cries for my catharsis<br> | ||
But she is gone, her light extinguished, | Should I cling on or follow after.<br> | ||
dead; without goodbye or parting kiss. | <br> | ||
Fate has aborted all we wished | <br> | ||
and now she cries for my catharsis | Shadow words like sharp little knife cuts;<br> | ||
Should I cling on or follow after. | her message fading on silver screen;<br> | ||
"''I need your love to quell my hunger,''<br> | |||
''sacrifice your blood for me.''<br> | |||
Shadow words like sharp little knife cuts; | ''Come warm me with your vital body,''<br> | ||
her message fading on silver screen; | ''let new life flow in these dry veins.''<br> | ||
< | ''else reject me, cast off your ennui.''<br> | ||
sacrifice your blood for me. | ''One tiny drop love, will sustain,''<br> | ||
Come warm me with your vital body, | ''Life cannot end where love survives.''"<br> | ||
let new life flow in these dry veins. | <br> | ||
else reject me, cast off your ennui. | <br> | ||
One tiny drop love, will sustain, | Her photograph's changing expression,<br> | ||
Life cannot end where love survives."< | (foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)<br> | ||
Brushes shifted on her dresser, <br> | |||
curtains moving without a breeze.<br> | |||
A spot of blood staining my pillow<br> | |||
Her photograph's changing expression, | trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.<br> | ||
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.) | These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,<br> | ||
Brushes shifted on her dresser, | discover some way to bring her back.<br> | ||
curtains moving without a breeze. | Is love beyond death a transgression?<br> | ||
A spot of blood staining my pillow | <br> | ||
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck. | <br> | ||
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow, | The months of yearning have fatigued me,<br> | ||
discover some way to bring her back. | I grow more pale, my soul is weak.<br> | ||
Is love beyond death a transgression? | I cannot turn from her completely<br> | ||
One embrace is all I seek.<br> | |||
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,<br> | |||
The months of yearning have fatigued me, | her compelling pleas never desist.<br> | ||
I grow more pale, my soul is weak. | Every night she feeds my hunger,<br> | ||
I cannot turn from her completely | The darkness calls, I cannot resist.........<br> | ||
One embrace is all I seek. | Instinct protests but will cannot resist. <br> | ||
In darkest hours she waxes stronger, | <br> | ||
her compelling pleas never desist. | <br> | ||
Every night she feeds my hunger, | Her photograph's changing expression,<br> | ||
The darkness calls, I cannot resist......... | (foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)<br> | ||
Instinct protests but will cannot resist. | Brushes shifted on her dresser, <br> | ||
curtains moving without a breeze.<br> | |||
A spot of blood staining my pillow<br> | |||
Her photograph's changing expression, | trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.<br> | ||
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.) | These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,<br> | ||
Brushes shifted on her dresser, | discover some way to bring her back.<br> | ||
curtains moving without a breeze. | Is love beyond death a transgression?<br> | ||
A spot of blood staining my pillow | <br> | ||
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck. | <br> | ||
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow, | The months of yearning have fatigued me,<br> | ||
discover some way to bring her back. | I grow more pale, my soul is weak.<br> | ||
Is love beyond death a transgression? | I cannot turn from her completely<br> | ||
One embrace is all I seek.<br> | |||
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,<br> | |||
her compelling pleas never desist.<br> | |||
The months of yearning have fatigued me, | Every night she feeds my hunger,<br> | ||
I grow more pale, my soul is weak. | The darkness calls, I cannot resist....<br> | ||
I cannot turn from her completely | Instinct protests but will cannot resist.<br> | ||
One embrace is all I seek. | |||
In darkest hours she waxes stronger, | |||
her compelling pleas never desist. | |||
Every night she feeds my hunger, | |||
The darkness calls, I cannot resist.... | |||
Instinct protests but will cannot resist. | |||
== Audio File == | == Audio File == | ||
An audio file of this poem can be found [http://www.succubus.net/wiki/audio/fullsucc96.mp3 here on SuccuWiki] | |||
== External | == External Links == | ||
[http://www.authorsden.com/visit/viewPoetry.asp?id=114136 | [http://www.authorsden.com/visit/viewPoetry.asp?id=114136 The original source of this poem at AuthorsDen.com] | ||
Latest revision as of 08:59, 16 July 2014
| by Ian R Thorpe | |
| Written | 2004 |
|---|---|
| First published in | 2004 |
| Country | United Kingdom |
| Language | English |
| Subject(s) | Succubi |
| Publisher | AuthorsDen.com |
| Publication date | July 30, 2004 |
| Media type | Electronic Media |
| Lines | 72 |
For an overall list of Succubus related articles, see Succubus (disambiguation).
Beloved Succubus is a poem written by Ian R Thorpe and released on the Author's Den website in 2004. The poem was also released in audio format by the author and a link to that presentation of this work can be found below.
Beloved Succubus
Beloved Succubus
by Ian R Thorpe
Please note: Text in italics is spoken by the Succubus.
Though I spend the long day seeking
in crowded streets where memories teem
she only comes while I am sleeping,
in the stillness of my dreams.
"Come to me my one true lover,
bravely walk beyond the dark divide;
take my cold hands or I must rest here,
There is no way back but by your side."
At dawn the image stays; repeating
"Please my love, please do not desert me,
endless darkness fills my heart with fear.
But the shadows can never hurt me
if I could only feel you near.
Find me in this love - forsaken desert,
caught between the living and the lost,
kiss once more these cold pale lips, caress
cheeks death's insubstantial hand has blessed
Hold me, warm me and reclaim me."
I feel her here in children's laughter,
soft wind; her kiss upon my cheek.
A movement at the edge of vision,
hint of perfume; her Mystique.
But she is gone, her light extinguished,
dead; without goodbye or parting kiss.
Fate has aborted all we wished
and now she cries for my catharsis
Should I cling on or follow after.
Shadow words like sharp little knife cuts;
her message fading on silver screen;
"I need your love to quell my hunger,
sacrifice your blood for me.
Come warm me with your vital body,
let new life flow in these dry veins.
else reject me, cast off your ennui.
One tiny drop love, will sustain,
Life cannot end where love survives."
Her photograph's changing expression,
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)
Brushes shifted on her dresser,
curtains moving without a breeze.
A spot of blood staining my pillow
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,
discover some way to bring her back.
Is love beyond death a transgression?
The months of yearning have fatigued me,
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.
I cannot turn from her completely
One embrace is all I seek.
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,
her compelling pleas never desist.
Every night she feeds my hunger,
The darkness calls, I cannot resist.........
Instinct protests but will cannot resist.
Her photograph's changing expression,
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)
Brushes shifted on her dresser,
curtains moving without a breeze.
A spot of blood staining my pillow
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,
discover some way to bring her back.
Is love beyond death a transgression?
The months of yearning have fatigued me,
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.
I cannot turn from her completely
One embrace is all I seek.
In darkest hours she waxes stronger,
her compelling pleas never desist.
Every night she feeds my hunger,
The darkness calls, I cannot resist....
Instinct protests but will cannot resist.
Audio File
An audio file of this poem can be found here on SuccuWiki