She Is Devil's Darkness Poem by Sheryl Macpherson

In darkness, the mist she clears.
Standing in elegance, she bids you near.
Stigma flows her evil fire.
The air breathing her unquenched desire.
Her beauty such transcends.
Fears aura that draws your soul a brutal end.
A life you have, human she took.
Darkness now your story book.
Endless torment to quench your thirst.
She turns and smiles, your soul traverse.
Feed upon their souls, precede.
Taste their horror, blood red, they bleed.