CTU poem continuation

Lyne Beringer

Anybody want to continue the story?

If you go around
To a room in the back
Head down a flight of stairs
You'll find a mysterious woman
Waiting to sell you her wares.....

Beware
Enter not in truth
Nor of dare
For in the darkness
Hidden in the back
Lies her lust spun
Spider's bed
If you must enter there
I regretfully must say
You've become her alluring
Ghastly prey
Where you'll be caged
In your self made rage
Fed up by her romance
Her lonely Blackmoon dance
So enter not on freewill
Nor by chance
Accept not a single dare
Interest not in her wears
Ignore the mysterious woman's
Seductive stares

© Markus Fleischmann

Or else ignore the truth
And take on the dare
Perchance twas fate
That sets this blind date
With sweet strange seductress
Woman of mystery
Or siren or ghoul
Below dark stairs?

Find her on faith
Forgive the error
Of her ghastly ways
Perched on her shoulder
Be archangel
Always
protective talisman
Guard her soul
From hell.

And if her fatal face
Her dreadful charm
Pins you down
Her hapless prey
Pray her soul
Be yours to take
Tis no harm to
To break this
Seal
Even though it
Brings about
The end of days....

(c) Amrita Valan 2017