49- The Kiss Of Death

I just heard a cracking sound The cry of a big thunder The speech of pain, The whine of a lost hope ...

The doors of hell are opening ...

My soul has just been hoisted I'm being tossed into inferno I see dark faces, I see sufferings , I see hell I'm full of shame, I'm guilty of my sinful acts I have no one to blame ...

I have committed a crime I've entered the forbidden realm I've walked into a cursed garden Full of beautiful trees, beautiful flowers I was charmed by its beauty And my soul was rocked by the sounds of its fountains ...

My eyes caught a magical tulip She was dancing with her naked body On the night breeze she grooved With effortless grace she swayed She didn't care if I was Looking While all my body was shaking ...

My soul became her miserable slave I was a prisoner of her dark enclave I was addicted to her sweet smell I was falling in love, falling in hell I was absorbed with her freshness And I wanted to reach her softness So with my sinful hands I cut her And with all of my heart I hugged her ...

Suddenly, the scene was shifted To a room of a dark queen I was lifted Chained to her bed, my body was abated She opened her mouth to suck my soul She was happy to have captured this fool ...

Then, I closed my eyes to get ready And I received the last kiss of death ...

“There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire” ― Jacqueline Carey