Dark Lord

Dark Lord

A Poem by Whirl


Dark Lord
You have become my Dark Lord,
And I am your Goddess of Sin,
The story of your life is over,
Let the tale of your death begin.
The blackness in your eyes thrills me,
Sends shivers down my spine,
I knew once you had tasted evil,
 That I could make you mine.
One sip and you’re intoxicated,
A touch and I’m undone,
Display for me your power,
Show me that I have won.
Chase the lowly life form,
Bring me a mortal on which to feast,
Yes, you are a delight to me,
Now that your soul has been released.
We roam only by moonlight,
When appetites and lusts are strong,
You will feed me willingly,
I’ll love you all night long.
Together we’ll stand, side by side,
Never to be torn apart,
And for a black eternity,
You have my stone cold heart.
Your blood you’ll spill to nourish me,
You will obey my every demand,
I will ensure your desires are fulfilled,
I am yours, at your command.
Voracious now is my hunger,
Will you help me slake this need?
This desire I have is burning,
It is for you I have this greed.
I want you now to taste these lips,
Let me engulf you with this flame,
I need to hear you groan with pleasure,

             And scream my name in pain.

© 2008 Whirl

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Wow! What a fantastic poem! What a combination of love with deep creative power. I like it very much.

Thank you.


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Added on November 10, 2008



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