Nightly Visit From The Warlock
This is a poem based on spiritual things, a nightly visit from a warlock that seems intent on playing games.
Soft steady breath , eyes closed tight , I know that you are lurking within the shadow of the night, I need not open my eyes to see you for I can feel your presence close by.
Not a sound across the floor boards, only a little tremor as you crawl upon the bed . Still my eyes remain tightly shut yet I feel you far more closure than before.
Your breath across my face while delicate fingers move stray hairs that have scattered across my slumbered face. A delicate kiss , soft at first but with a bitter taste of hungered longing , a building in tension as you plant more hungered kisses upon my lips.
My eyes flash open, confused by this sudden demand of you desire , an over whelming will that I can not fight and yet I want to , I need to escape this loop of strangely powerful otherworldly force.
You haunt me, lurking in those shadows and at night torment my body with a primal desire of all creatures, yet still you are not really here but you are, I feel each kiss as if it were real, each whisper of desire, you are in an astral state not really here yet you are.
Merely an illusion of your power allows you to be here, but I can not help but question once more what you are? How you can be so powerful? You merely ignore my questions once again, like always when I question this formulation of being, placing your finger over my lips, shaking your head and requote the phrase "you don't need to know what I am, you just need to know that I'm here"."
But I beg and plead for you to tell me , I'm confused by your strength and power , yes I will admit you are the most powerful that I have met yet I have not truly met you at all, we meet here in the form of astral state yet never have we met truly.
Please I beg you stop this cursed game , say what you wish from me and why you are here, for I can not remain in this haunting game, release me before you drive me truly insane.


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