Night With a Demoness

A cycle of poems «Chasing a Werewolf»

Moonlight spills across the pane, a silver, ghostly gleam
Shadows dance in restless strains, a whisper and a dream
The air grows cold, a chilling breeze, a scent of dark perfume
My heart beats fast, I can't appease, the coming of the gloom

Night with a demoness, a dance with fire and ice
Her eyes like stars, a dark caress, a dangerous paradise
She calls my name, a silken thread, that binds me to her will
A whispered pact, a bargain made, my soul she'll have her fill

Her laughter rings, a silver bell, a music sweet and low
She beckons me, a shadowed spell, to depths I long to know
The world outside, a fading light, consumed by midnight's hue
I'm caught within her burning sight, a captive, ever true

Night with a demoness, a dance with fire and ice
Her eyes like stars, a dark caress, a dangerous paradise
She calls my name, a silken thread, that binds me to her will
A whispered pact, a bargain made, my soul she'll have her fill

Is it fear or fascination, that pulls me to her side?
A dangerous temptation, a thrilling, dark inside
I'm lost within her wicked charm, a prisoner of her gaze
My fate is sealed, my body warm, consumed by her dark maze

Night with a demoness, a dance with fire and ice
Her eyes like stars, a dark caress, a dangerous paradise
She calls my name, a silken thread, that binds me to her will
A whispered pact, a bargain made, my soul she'll have her fill

The night unfolds, a velvet shroud, beneath a moonlit sky
My soul surrendered, whispered loud, as I with her I lie
A night with a demoness, a fate I can't deny
A night with a demoness, beneath a starlit sky.