Dead Crave

A million feet under the earth tonight

I crave some soil of love,

I seek to suck it out of men

Hovering right above.

I move my hands searching roofs

That cover my castle stale,

I close my eyes and call in the soul

To enter the bones turned pale.

I yell and whoop and screech at doors

Of shelter above my head,

I push my arms and bring to life

The corpse that was once dead.

Jumping out of the crypt too loud

I scream amidst the ether,

With a newness in my old dry bones

I get my parts together.

No soul do my eyes see around

No feet I hear approaching,

A stillness in the air around

And coffins midway crouching.

I look around with desperate nerves,

Awaiting to be fed,

Before the rising sun woke up

And all the desires bled.

I walk and walk to see no man

Seeking deep affection,

My dolorous dark destiny then

Follows my own reflection.

…

I run and crawl and creep and stay

In a shadow huge and bold,

My hopeful eyes stared at it

And my glee needn’t be told.

It was a man with lusty vibes

And physique all appealing,

His face looked quite similar though

And my temper started kneeling.

I went near him with palms all set

And stood besides his trunk

I held his hand to invite myself

And into his chair I sunk.

He knew not I was around his aura

But could feel my presence daunting

I touched his face with all the care

And began the story haunting.

My palms on him, his fear on me

He knew not what was cooking,

I unveiled him to see his skin

And he cried on the tragedy spooking.

I guess he was drunk like he always is

And therefore he reacted less,

For conscious hearts are aware that ghosts

Don’t really do such mess.

I stroke his bod and pat his chest

I kiss his crisp lips freezing,

I caress all the youth he got

And feel his scared breaths breezing.

I reach his core and turn to him

To see him sob and weep

I spank his bod to leave love marks

And turn his fear too deep.

He shrieks and brawls and gives out cries

To ask for assistance around

I leave no space for him to shout

And gather crowd to surround.

I make sure he’s scared enough

To leave his tiny walls,

When all his work is fast asleep

And his filthy pleasure calls.

..

I look at him with teary eyes

And smile seeing him ache,

Just like I did with all my youth

And he couldn’t leave me awake.

I turn around to leave his room

With my revenge accomplished

I see the sun climbing up

When my soul happily perished.