Late at night, my mind sharpens to painful times,
like an ancient song that holds a rhyme,
that brings on the tears and fears,
that lasted throughout the years.
The memories bring images of you-
I can still hear your voice,
while your eyes pierce -
deep into mine.
O, how this heightens my emotions-
in each sensation, brings on your darkness,
that wakes all my deep imaginations.
I suddenly started feeling all those pains
where you left me in the night,
when you had made me fight for my life.
I sense an evil presence of abandonment
without defenses. I can hear him calling
out my name- like a missionary cry-
I feel helpless to resist each note of his voice.
Each word is deadly to my spirit.
I write and I write to get him off my mind.
I try so hard to compose the music
that cry's in the winters wind.
Soon, I start to feel the coldness of his hands
caressing upon my skin. Slowly, gently
we began to dance- unfurl to the music -
that is blowing from the sounds of the wind.
Dark Angel is trying to deceive me with his eyes
as he hypnotizes me in tenderness-
soon he landed a kiss- upon my lips.
I began hearing lightning
booming across the sky late into the night.
He would softly whisper in my ears,
"Truth isn't what you want to see -
So, please don't push me away,
because the dark is the grave so many crave.
Come to me, my beautiful queen,
and let my words slip on in, and let my hands
caress upon your skin, and let me open your mind
to another ancient time, where you can write
all that you have seen in darkening dreams.
O, come on and let your fantasies unwind-
I will show you things that would blow your mind.
In this darkness you know you cannot fight
what is truly mine."
-Judy Emery © 1995
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery
