My Succubus Poem by Jay Curster

If the devils are bad and the angels are good
Then why has this fairy bearing light who stood
In the middle of hell and tempted me there
With pleasures that I speak not now do I dare
Become an agent of darkness for Satan below
Working evil majic against man to and fro

How could I not see her black mind of sin
I was blind to her touch as the poison leaked in
Her curses were muffled by lightning and thunder
But I cared not for it was her spell I was under
The succubus had no reason to run my blood dry
Though my death she worked on with force did try

I escaped through Gods will who gazed down on me
And noticed the mistake of this wicked beauty
He shook the earth opening the mouth of hell
And so there my twisted angelic souceress fell
Back to the pits where she doth to this day belong
My mind may still writhe but my heart for her longs