We all had “that” House,
in our neighborhoods.
The one that stood out,
barren from the rest.
Landscaped by nature harshly.
Tangled in web’s of vine, wort,
and english of ivy. Blackberry
entwined as dark “not welcome”mat.
Curiously defining stark-ness through-out.
The only presence of life,
candle's light of night.
Even the crows hid quietly
from sight.
My sixteenth birthday was close at hand.
Mama and Papa were more excited then I.
Nightly dreams, cold sweat, odd yearnings.
Seductive whispers unravelling lust,
anticipation's dread,
the unfolding of wickedness ahead.
It was late,
after the basketball game.
Thursday night walking home,
blindly I almost bumped,
right into him, embarrassingly.
There he stood…..in the flesh…..
a silhouette of all my yearning dreams
wrapped tight.
Both of us “stuck” scenting the other.
When I opened my mouth to speak
he simply smiled
faded across the street,
arousing me to no end.
My heart was beating faster,
then I could run.
And run I did!
All the way home
Panting out of breath.
Who stalked whom,
is not the question.
I could not find rest,
peace, or happiness
until I was his, clenched,
immortally.
For nearly four centuries,
I have never left his side.
Upon this birth year,
it is my rite to choose
his next bride.
A sacrifice,
you would not comprehend.
Believing in Hollywood movies and pretend.
The essence of un-ending life
requires the ultimate price.
My flesh,
in exchange for his eternal life,
maintained. Honored am I,
to relinquish with dignity and pride.
I will return to the earth,
the ashes of life.
Breathe deep,
the un-encumbered sleep.
Thirsting,
for tender morning light,
seeking,
an innocent woman child.
Sixteen,
full of dreams, and odd
sense of yearnings.
To return to me,
daylight's dawn
of
forgiving mercy.
Bronze trophy winner
Adding your comment:
I wan my Mommie! 
Phew...honestly..really fine & scary tale! All the best in the contest! 
