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