Dancing…

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As the beat immerses her soul…
She glides onto the dance floor…

It’s such a perfect disguise…
Like a drug, she craves more…

No one out there knows her…
She’s got total anonymity…

As the music infects her mind…
It’s the only place that she’s free…

It’s her space and her distraction…
When life gets too much to take…

And she needs to forget about them…
All the pain and all the heartache…

The trouble that they caused her…
And all that went before…

The way they gave her bruises…
Some mental and so much more…

They’ve left so many scars…
And such bitter memories…

She can’t escape the nightmares…
But whilst dancing, no one sees…

They only feast upon a sexual vision…
This goddess moving in the dark…

As her stunning body twists and turns…
They’re simply entranced by her spark…

But she chooses not see them…
Lost in a perfect moment of joy…

This is her total and utter escape…
A place no one on Earth can destroy…

It’s a place of pure isolation…
Like a desert island in the sea…

She will just keep on dancing…
Till sunrise brings stark reality…

It gives her space to focus…
Time to plot some form of revenge…

She swears one day they’ll suffer…
Her heart’s destruction she’ll avenge…

As the beat infects her soul…
She plots murder on the dance floor…

One day this picture of elegance…
Will become a Siren, calling ships to shore…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “You can dance” by Bryan Ferry

“I put a spell on you”…

Guest Poet Week – Number 2

To celebrate this blogs 2nd anniversary, I am honouring other people’s work with a week of Guest Poets.

The Guest Poet feature on this blog has been tremendously successful and I would like to take this opportunity to thank each and every poet who has taken the time to partake.

My second Guest Poet this week is our sexy friend Sal!

You can read more of Sal’s work here – but beware, it’s hot stuff!

https://sjw2014.wordpress.com/

Going forward, the Guest Poet slots will still be available, so if you want to join in, please email your words to me at eyewillnotcry@hotmail.co.uk

Cheers

sal

The beast and his harlot.

Rose petals sprinkled
Over grey silk
Tempting the maiden
In lace white as milk

Slowly approaching
Mind unaware
Trapped in enchantment
Unbroken by prayer

All was lost
She’d never be well
Many had tried
To break this spell

Her soul had been pure
Until she had sipped
From the glass at his altar
Blood red covered lips

Now she was chosen
His bride to be
His minions danced
In the shadows with glee

So she approached
His altar of lust
Lost in her mind
No trace of mistrust

Appearing before her
She saw not the beast
Just a man of perfection
Wishing to feast

Untouched by man
And they never would
The beast would break
Her innocence with blood

Softly he whispered
Sinful desires
Igniting the sparks
Of her internal fires

He had sensed true
The angel before him
Although so pure
Held flames of sin

As she lay in the petals
He heard her moan
On the bed not just petals
But thorns he had thrown

Drops of her life force
Dripped on the grey
Awakening his hunger
Sweetening his prey

The purest of blood
He cries as he spilled
Ripped through the air
As fears were fulfilled

Awakened she screamed
As she saw his face
Now the beast’s bride
She knew her fate

Her soul ripped away
Left forlorn and tattered
Drifting on air
Like rose petals scattered

Taking her blood
Now flowing scarlet
The beast took an angel
And made her his harlot

© S.J Warner 2015.

“I didn’t want to hurt you”…

Lovers_on_the_dancefloor_by_Sheat

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The lights are low…
As the music plays…

Through the darkness…
He watches her betray…

Her slender hips grinding…
Locking lips with another…

She’s lost in the moment…
Eyes focused on her lover…

Forcing him to turn away…
And close his tearful eyes…

Struggling to bear witness…
To the root cause of her lies…

But he needed to know…
He just had to be sure…

And lost in the music…
The evidence is secured…

He feels his anger rising…
But tries to keep control…

As each lingering kiss…
Stabs his jealous soul…

His heart angrily drums…
As the pair decide to leave…

Hand in hand with each other…
His lover and the thief…

But he can take no more…
His anger begins to explode…

He followed the pair outside…
And just had to unload…

This broken and betrayed man…
With Red mist in his eyes…

Now stands in the darkness…
Underneath a starless sky…

Blood dripping from his hands…
As a knife lies on the floor…

After slaughtering one…
He instinctively wanted more…

Condemning the lovers…
To an eternity together…

Whilst removing his pain…
But staining his soul forever…

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Amazing art by http://sheat.deviantart.com/art/Lovers-on-the-dancefloor-31523054

“And you can bare your soul”…

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~

As the beat immerses her soul…
She glides onto the dance floor…

It’s such a perfect disguise…
Like a drug and she craves more…

No one out there knows her…
She’s got total anonymity…

As the music infects her mind…
It’s the only place that she feels free…

It’s her space and her distraction…
When life gets too much to take…

And she needs to forget about them…
All the pain and all the heartache…

The trouble that they caused her…
And all that went before…

The way they gave her bruises…
Some mental and so much more…

They’ve left so many scars…
And such fucking bitter memories…

She can’t escape the nightmares…
But whilst dancing, no one sees…

They only feast upon a sexual vision…
This goddess moving in the dark…

As her stunning body twists and turns…
They’re simply entranced by her spark…

But she chooses not see them…
Lost in a perfect moment of joy…

This is her total and utter escape…
A place no one on Earth can destroy…

It’s a place of pure isolation…
Like a desert island in the sea…

She will just keep on dancing…
Till sunrise brings stark reality…

It gives her space to focus…
Time to plot some form of revenge…

She swears one day they’ll suffer…
Her heart’s destruction she’ll avenge…

As the beat infects her soul…
She plots murder on the dance floor…

One day this picture of elegance…
Will become a Siren, calling ships to shore…

~