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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> | ||
Beloved Succubus | by Ian R Thorpe<br> | ||
by Ian R Thorpe | <br> | ||
Please note: Text in ''italics'' is spoken by the Succubus.<br> | |||
<br> | |||
<br> | |||
Though I spend the long day seeking<br> | |||
Though I spend the long day seeking | in crowded streets where memories teem<br> | ||
in crowded streets where memories teem | she only comes while I am sleeping,<br> | ||
she only comes while I am sleeping, | in the stillness of my dreams.<br> | ||
in the stillness of my dreams. | "''Come to me my one true lover,'' <br> | ||
< | ''bravely walk beyond the dark divide;''<br> | ||
bravely walk beyond the dark divide; | ''take my cold hands or I must rest here,''<br> | ||
take my cold hands or I must rest here, | ''There is no way back but by your side.''"<br> | ||
There is no way back but by your side."< | At dawn the image stays; repeating<br> | ||
At dawn the image stays; repeating | <br> | ||
<br> | |||
"''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> | ||
endless darkness fills my heart with fear. | ''if I could only feel you near.''<br> | ||
But the shadows can never hurt me | ''Find me in this love - forsaken desert,''<br> | ||
if I could only feel you near. | ''caught between the living and the lost,''<br> | ||
Find me in this love - forsaken desert, | ''kiss once more these cold pale lips, caress''<br> | ||
caught between the living and the lost, | ''cheeks death's insubstantial hand has blessed''<br> | ||
kiss once more these cold pale lips, caress | ''Hold me, warm me and reclaim me.''"<br> | ||
cheeks death's insubstantial hand has blessed | <br> | ||
Hold me, warm me and reclaim me." < | <br> | ||
I feel her here in children's laughter,<br> | |||
soft wind; her kiss upon my cheek.<br> | |||
I feel her here in children's laughter, | A movement at the edge of vision,<br> | ||
soft wind; her kiss upon my cheek. | hint of perfume; her Mystique.<br> | ||
A movement at the edge of vision, | But she is gone, her light extinguished, <br> | ||
hint of perfume; her Mystique. | dead; without goodbye or parting kiss.<br> | ||
But she is gone, her light extinguished, | Fate has aborted all we wished <br> | ||
dead; without goodbye or parting kiss. | and now she cries for my catharsis<br> | ||
Fate has aborted all we wished | Should I cling on or follow after.<br> | ||
and now she cries for my catharsis | <br> | ||
Should I cling on or follow after. | <br> | ||
Shadow words like sharp little knife cuts;<br> | |||
her message fading on silver screen;<br> | |||
Shadow words like sharp little knife cuts; | "''I need your love to quell my hunger,''<br> | ||
her message fading on silver screen; | ''sacrifice your blood for me.''<br> | ||
< | ''Come warm me with your vital body,''<br> | ||
sacrifice your blood for me. | ''let new life flow in these dry veins.''<br> | ||
Come warm me with your vital body, | ''else reject me, cast off your ennui.''<br> | ||
let new life flow in these dry veins. | ''One tiny drop love, will sustain,''<br> | ||
else reject me, cast off your ennui. | ''Life cannot end where love survives.''"<br> | ||
One tiny drop love, will sustain, | <br> | ||
Life cannot end where love survives."< | <br> | ||
Her photograph's changing expression,<br> | |||
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)<br> | |||
Brushes shifted on her dresser, <br> | |||
Her photograph's changing expression, | curtains moving without a breeze.<br> | ||
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.) | A spot of blood staining my pillow<br> | ||
Brushes shifted on her dresser, | trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.<br> | ||
curtains moving without a breeze. | These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,<br> | ||
A spot of blood staining my pillow | discover some way to bring her back.<br> | ||
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck. | Is love beyond death a transgression?<br> | ||
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow, | <br> | ||
discover some way to bring her back. | <br> | ||
Is love beyond death a transgression? | The months of yearning have fatigued me,<br> | ||
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.<br> | |||
I cannot turn from her completely<br> | |||
The months of yearning have fatigued me, | One embrace is all I seek.<br> | ||
I grow more pale, my soul is weak. | In darkest hours she waxes stronger,<br> | ||
I cannot turn from her completely | her compelling pleas never desist.<br> | ||
One embrace is all I seek. | Every night she feeds my hunger,<br> | ||
In darkest hours she waxes stronger, | The darkness calls, I cannot resist.........<br> | ||
her compelling pleas never desist. | Instinct protests but will cannot resist. <br> | ||
Every night she feeds my hunger, | <br> | ||
The darkness calls, I cannot resist......... | <br> | ||
Instinct protests but will cannot resist. | Her photograph's changing expression,<br> | ||
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.)<br> | |||
Brushes shifted on her dresser, <br> | |||
Her photograph's changing expression, | curtains moving without a breeze.<br> | ||
(foreknowledge clouds bright, laughing eyes.) | A spot of blood staining my pillow<br> | ||
Brushes shifted on her dresser, | trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck.<br> | ||
curtains moving without a breeze. | These dark ringed eyes say I must follow,<br> | ||
A spot of blood staining my pillow | discover some way to bring her back.<br> | ||
trackmarks, bruising purple on my neck. | Is love beyond death a transgression?<br> | ||
These dark ringed eyes say I must follow, | <br> | ||
discover some way to bring her back. | <br> | ||
Is love beyond death a transgression? | The months of yearning have fatigued me,<br> | ||
I grow more pale, my soul is weak.<br> | |||
I cannot turn from her completely<br> | |||
One embrace is all I seek.<br> | |||
The months of yearning have fatigued me, | In darkest hours she waxes stronger,<br> | ||
I grow more pale, my soul is weak. | her compelling pleas never desist.<br> | ||
I cannot turn from her completely | Every night she feeds my hunger,<br> | ||
One embrace is all I seek. | The darkness calls, I cannot resist....<br> | ||
In darkest hours she waxes stronger, | Instinct protests but will cannot resist.<br> | ||
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