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Love can be deceitful, even fateful

The First and Only:

 

 The first time,

   O my.

That first time 

   Left me high as a kite.

 

The first time I saw,

   Really saw.

      (I mean in all your glory

      All your meekness

      All your breathtaking prettiness)

The first time ever 

   I saw your face,

I saw too your fate.

 

I saw your face

   And traced each feature

With my finger,

   Lingering

On your lips.

 

I sipped life that day,

   Drank way  deep.

      Your sleep a byproduct.

 

Your generous smile

   Had me beguiled.

I could not resist,

   Would not desist,

      I drank.

 

You could not know,

   Nor did suspect,

That the trap you set

   Would be your last.

No prank.

 

Past caring, you abandoned all

   And cast yourself in a freefall.

You like to play with fire,

   No?

Your object of desire though

   Should not be played with, as a toy.

For he's no ordinary boy.

 

You thought to trap me

   In a fisher net.

To draw me in,

   Then set me free

      Teasingly.

But then, I struck...

 

I sapped your life

   And drank that day.

And I drew life

   As yours slipped away.

I am Dracula’s son.

   What can I say?

 The  deed once done

   Just goes one way.

      I feel no remorse, of course.

 

The first time ever I saw your face

   I smelled the blood

      And felt it run

         Already in my veins

Your look inspired me

   Your beauty fired me,

Your smell enticed me.

   Your blood sufficed me.

 

Thank you, my precious!

Carole Stolz © Dezember 2022

(Word Count 259)

FCA

This was written after the prompt “ The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face” 

from Write Edit Publish, a writing group which bimonthly pens friendly 

competition. 

For more entries for the December 2022 Challenge please  click on this link.

I love this song and the rendering from Roberta Flack is one of my all time favourites. I truly hope that I haven’t ruined this song for you forever. I simply go where the muse takes me.