i loved an angel

an angel dances in the dead of night

long arms twisting above her head

beautiful face baring no flaws

dewy smooth soft skin

slackened mouth stained petal pink

elegant neck craned to the sky

tell her if are you afraid

perhaps she dares you to be

swaying her body against the dark

in the backdrop of the world

she fades all else into nonexistence

meet the rhythm of her body

the slow sway of her, side to side

come and step into the light

enter a breathlessly whimsical abode

and let her shine pour all over you

drink in the sight of her like wine

bask in the glory of her presence

hear her voice, sweet like molasses

let her speak and you will soon find

your own tongue slick with it

her warmth seeping into your bones

staying there like clinging pyre

until you hear the crackling of sparks

that flame she ignites in you

will burn forevermore in your soul

feasting on your petty freedoms

you throw your head back

with the pleasure of it

she will have all of you without a thought

give in and give all to her

until you cannot live without her touch

or her molten golden gaze

on your heated flesh

one touch is all it takes

to melt you away when the time comes

and leave you writhing at her feet

helpless and open and willing to serve

as she stands before you

and you will see nothing but her

your angel, your goddess of all high

her eyes lighting fires all over again

each time they meet a part of you

spurring yet another spark in the dark

—

A/N:

Kind of a random idea for a short little poem, to be honest. I always disliked the trope of the “seductress” or the succubus types of characters, but I guess my writing here wanted to challenge those internal biases and display the sort of power and prowess it can exude.

Thanks for reading!