We meet at the abandoned house at the end of the block. Where no one ever goes. A haunting, forbidding place where demons are said to live. I see you, standing there, so pale and beautiful. And I wonder which one of you I will be with tonight?
Will it be the angel, so pure and innocent? A kind, gentle lover, so willing, so giving. The compassionate one, the fulfillment of all my dreams. The one that takes me places I've never gone before.
Or will it be the witch, so wicked and knowing? A wild, demanding lover, so free, so devious. The passionate one, the fulfillment of all my fantasies. The one that takes me to places I never dared think of.
I know better than to ask which one you will be tonight. For you may be one, you may be the other. Or you may be both at the same time.
Comments (2)
Botboy, "It's All Good" !
Enjoyed this write very much.
Robert
Enjoyed reading your wonderful poem...
Thank you for sharing
Martina xxx