Crimson Knight ~ Five

Crimson Knight ~ Five

He heard the gate and smelled her scent

Before he saw her there

Like summer rain, amongst the dank

Dark and sulphurous demon lair

He closed his eyes to feel her heart

Racing in the dark

Unlike him, she still pumped blood

Through a living, beating heart

He had been close, his temptations ripe

To keep her down below

But he had grown oh, so careless

Believing she'd never go.

But that was then and this is now

No longer was she there

She had run, escaped her fate

Cheating demon lair.

But time was friend to one who never

Had the fear of death

And for 100 years he had vowed

To be the one to take her breath.

"Your tricks grow old, you must stop"

He smiled at the sound,

Her voice like summer, a cooling rain

He slowly turned around.

This Crimson post will be going up as my One Shot Wednesday post at One Stop Poetry.  Just a little bit of fun this week, nothing too deep, no rants against society, just a comic book moment. :)  For those who take any interest, you can find all my Crimson Knight posts under her tab above.  Thanks for stopping by, and thanks to One Stop Poetry for providing us all with this awesome opportunity to get to know and share.  Happy One Shot Wednesday Eve!