27 October 2012
You hear a sound
Your heart pounds
Through the door a shadow slithers
Your control in titters
A bewitching smile
Holds your gaze for a while,
But dont be tricked
Your fear it licks,
It hisses and teases
Your flesh it pleases,
Came for the thrill,
And not the kill,
Leaning forward grabbing your neck,
Your skin in wreck,
It drinks henerously your blood,
Ruby drops trickle onto its hood,
Sweet dreams it whispers softly and laughs.
The Night Of Frights • Opuss № I