
The Enchantress
I left him with you,
On your command, I left
But what did you do,
Hurt him more than me?
Who gave you the right to
Make him feel like that
But let me confess, I enjoyed
The evil side to me applauds
For he deserved this.
But how Dare you?
He is mine! My meal for tonight
You have no right.
You never will.
He came back to me, bruised,
Hurt and weak, asking for a potion
To bring him back,
I stripped, to please his eyes,
I touched him to bring back
Sensation in his body,
I kissed him to get his taste buds
Back in action they longed,
I made love to him,
But did that help? He screams
Your name louder than mine,
You’ve left an impression
I can’t erase, nothing can.
“How Dare you?” She said,
A tone of voice I chuckled at,
I watched her lose her temper,
Her eyes going red, the demon within
Showing it’s colours, the horns
The teeth, the hands, the feet,
Seemed more human than mine.