Him

His eyes hold me captive
his mind plays with mine
his body sets upon me a spell
his words keep me silent for a time

his whispers of self-persecution
his caresses of blood and ice
his heart that creeps inside me
his touch devoid of life

his thoughts of hate
his death one of the night
his form always deceiving
his soul filled with spite

his memories that of killing
his home wherever evil awaits
his family the dead and the waking
his love merciless and fake...