Gothic Poetry: A Collection of Dark Poems

On this, an Autumn Eve's Night

I walk the earth,

an autumn eve's night.

I walk into the forest,

a labyrinth of my desire

on this pleasurable night.

I see the shadowy figure before me,

standing beautifully.

I feel the cool wind whispering of the night

that is come, and I welcome

the figure to me, and embrace all its beauty lovingly.

I take in the breath of earthly delights,

this autumn eve's night,

He reeked of death;

that sensuous and intoxicating scent,

as his hands wrapped around my neck

ever so lightly yet firm.

I feel the touch of his lips

on my bare skin;

a lingering kiss

with the touch of his caress.