By Succubus


The screams went on and on and on,
The remnants of a night long gone,
When horror upon horror had visited Julie Ann.

She'd lived her shortened life so plainly,
Sought out all the answers vainly;
Never did she guess her death would ruin every plan.

His gaze at her seems cold and dead,
Her body shivers in its dread,
And terror fills her soul, as she knows that she is lost.

An evil smiles fills his face,
A memory from another place,
She knows her own desire would hold the steepest cost.

There she lies upon the floor,
A long knife plunged into her core,
Her blue eyes staring blankly at the blood upon her hand.

Desperately she mouths the words,
Vainly so, for naught is heard,
"Help me, help me, please!" cries the lovely Julie Ann.

"I know that you must wonder why,
I can feel it in your every sigh,
Why I leave you here to slowly die in pain upon the floor.

"Don't you know, you seem to me,
More lovely than you could ever be,
Were the breath and blood so strong that you'd walk right out the door.

"Your blood, you see, intoxicates,
Your fear, your loss, and even your hate,
All feed my growing appetite for the horrors of the world.

"Your screams but fuel my growing lust,
A hunger strong that ever must
Be given such a sacrifice as your flesh my dearest girl."

His fingers stroke her silken locks,
His gentleness and caring mock
The love and tender soothing her lifetime should have known.

Caressing her so lovingly,
He's loving her so violently,
She surely is the greatest prize a man could ever own.

A final breath and she is lost,
Another life his passions cost,
Her body growing cold and still beneath the smiling man.

His lips now lower for a kiss,
The sweetest touch, the greatest bliss,
Heaven never knew a love as pure as his for Julie Ann.

He worships her as lovers do,
Staring in her eyes of blue,
And knows forbidden pleasure at the feel of her cold skin.

His savage love now consummated,
His joy more than anticipated,
He knows a moment’s peace from the torments of his sin.

A final kiss to his true love,
A prayer to send her up above,
Then the stranger takes her slender body gently in his hands,

The river here runs fast and deep,
The perfect way, a secret to keep,
A watery grave to swallow whole his precious Julie Ann.