Fantasy/Science Fiction Poems (811)

Was it you I saw
across the dance floor
My heart began to swirl
I felt like a little girl
I was sure it was you
once I saw your smile
I didn't notice her standing by you
My heart grew heavy
As I turned away
I though our love
Would last forever and a day
I went to dance with my date
There you were standing next to me
You asked if you could have this dance
My date turned and walked away
As we danced
I could smell my favorite cologne
You whispered in my ear all will be ok
Then you gently kissed my lips
as you moved away
I wanted you to stay
tears streamed down my face as I watched you walk away
I was so happy to have this last dance with you
I prayed you would be at our sons wedding
If only in spirt
the Lord knows
you made my day
On this our sons
wedding day
Xx

The way her flowing blood
Dribbled down her slender neck
Painting blackness in between
Both her naked breasts

The way her glassy eyes 
reflected the moons light
And smiled up at him
As if they still held life

The way her whispered voice 
Seemed to echo still
His name in lustful tones
And of the love he instilled

Made him want to kill her more....

And In the night I saw two burning eyes descend,
My Life, shall It now come to an end.

A Lord of Dark, he has come to me,
His darkened glory I plainly see.

Come my Lord, clear Into my sight,
Within the nights dimmest light.

Words are spoken his Love dives In,
Let such a night of Love begin.

Oh Shadrach Hah you are Veronique's dream,
Go join her In Love's own sweet scene.

Each time you sit at your computer .Wave your finger on your igonre the world,
And still more,
At this grand moment your thoughts were prosaic.
In the eyes of mine,
you will always be perfect.

Stepping out
Through the pages
Of my favorite book

With a soft touch
And just one look

You take my hand
And ask me

To follow you
To your world

You want to lay me down on a bed of silk
Il give you honey milk,

Golden strands sweep across your hardened chest baby ill do my best

The rest is there for the taking. Sweet music we make.

Lost in rhythm we dance,


The drums beat harder. In a trance

My body giving you quivers sending me shivers

My sweet wine tongue intoxicating as you quench my thirst

Honey milk on a bed of silk golden strands your darkness in my hands

You surrender on a bed of silk.
..
By peach.

KNOWLEDGE OF ONESELF, IS THE GREATEST ART OF CREATION.

His gaze burned her deep as she lay in wait,

He would take her longing she was the fire

On fire ,

His volcano ,

I erupting
,
Forest,

As he engulfed her now,

Wild flames untamed,

Orange Carrot, Silver Bream
Yellow Lemon, Warm Ice-cream


Purple Broccoli, Ruptured Splein
Blackbird Poo On My Windscreen


Rabbit Carcass, Maggots Dream
Fish tank Gravy For The Queen


Mashed Potato, Butter And Cream
Japs Eye Wink, Smiley Beam

Black magic and things
Dabbling with danger the tarot cards dealt
your existence foreplanned upon the pictures felt.
Loves life and death stare you in face
with the upturned suits sequenced in place.
The analysis is good or at least you would hope
that reads good health and fortune to allow you to cope.

That mystic crystal ball is an alternative view
a globe so mesmeric it can see into you.
Past present future the infos all there
to dictate your movements with heed and much care.

Then there's the oiuji the board of all dread
that glass placed in centre summoning spirits from the dead.
With unnerring accuracy it spells out a name
from a passed over forefather whose titled the same.
So spooky so baffling do our eyes deceive
did that glass move what are we to believe.

The palmist sees deeper into lines and the folds
your hands are your destiny with the secrets they hold.
Where you've been where you'll go it's sure to fortell
longevity with luck and all being well.

Tea leaves mediums spells and potions
blackcats white witches and ancient lotions.
The paranormal is out there when mind is in doubt
if you wish to explore those reasons of doubt


another older muse by me