Crimson Touch

--by Nicola Byrne

Opalescent eyes
Into the depths you drag your prey.
With that crimson touch
You exsanguinate all you caress,
Sinking your teeth
Into the most vulnerable flesh,
Gnawing at the bones
To ease your hunger.

Sitting
Waiting
Like a stone.
Ego creating
Your needed throne.
Hoping next time
She’ll have no claws,
Perception
Stealth
Or vicious jaws.

Consume all
That comes your way

Alone you’ll be
Alone you’ll stay

In darkness
You shall never see
That light breeds life
And love grows free

5th June 2017

Copyright © Nicola Byrne | Year Posted 2017