Flight of the Imagination

Full moon above
a black dark road
Mist of the night
ghostly quiet
Lost and alone
a sweltering fear
Voices moan in
a distance beyond
Whispering trees
sway death to the wind
House on a hill
vacant and stagnant
Footsteps in the leaves
lost and alone
Immediate sound
nearing and swift
Headlights that screech
tires so fierce
Come with us here
you’ll be safe and sound
Blindfold and bound
a sure ride to hell
Chased by the shadows
of wicked souls
Caress of feathers
and the scent of leather
Table of steel spin
wheels of direction
Kiss of a whip
tails numbered nine
Hush my sweet
your pleasures flourish
Tall dark stranger
dangerously thrilling
Sinful yet exciting
a hungering ecstasy
Slave of the night
a den of depravity
Salacious thirsts
entail dripping desires
Release the binds
a mighty voice from above
Misery no more
freedom in flight
Sins of the flesh
awake from a dream.
Copyright �© 2006 G. Marlena Joslyn