Desire of an Incubus

I could smell the desire in her heart-
So pungent, yet pure and sweet,
Full of life and blessed with innocence;
So much for the blessing of family-
Then leaving her alone in the house,
So much for the love of her beloved-
Then leaving her alone only with desire;
I could see her crying in bed every night,
Twisting and turning on the lonely bed
Does not do a thing to comfort her-
But only to fuel her desire,
And her hope for finding her true one.

Lurking behind the shadows I wonder-
If the time has finally come?
If the desire strong enough to feel me?
Feel my hand touching her eyes-
Eyes- those can tell the tale of ages,
Age, where the line of telltales and magic blurred;
Glorious days of past, unbeknownst to her
Give her eyes the brightest glow;
(Sigh) ‘Must frighten them.’
Could she feel my lips devouring her?
Those seductive, luscious lips can control me-
Like a puppet I am.

Patience is not really in me-
Used to be getting what I want,
But I could forever peep on you
And wait for the right time (like a predator)-
When you can able to see me and
Feel my rotten body from Hell.

Wonder what you will see-
Will you see the monster I have become?
The most sinuous and hideous creature-
Always trapping some innocent
Then using and violating them;
I cannot blame you for blaming me.
Or you could see the man I was
Before all those chaos happened-
Those simple cuddle, you are forced to forget
Due to the barrier of Death.
Death did do us apart for ages-
Only to send you to Heaven and me to Hell.

I was there everyday abused by them,
Every night tortured by the Devil,
Yet always hoping you would come;
In and out, losing conscious and regaining then-
Happening that for countless time, I
Accept you would not come for me;
Mad at you giving myself fully to the Devil
Recognize my mistake cost me gravely:
I would never to be born again,
I would never to be loved again,
I would forever to be damned,
Wonder, if right time ever be come.