The Captor

In a devious darkened cubicle
the captor plots and spins his web
craftily conceals his deception
honied words and guileless semblance

With cautious skill the assailant
selects souls with empty veins
fragile creatures with wounded hearts
targets for his machinations

The assailant moves with shrewdness
lures his prey slowly to his web
vulnerable souls are captured
in bondage of emotional striations

The abductor adjudges the heart
of his newly detained victims
prison master feeding the veins
prepared venom of feigned love

With needs of a vampire the captor
owns wounds not unlike the caught
drinking blood of yearning lovers
remaining still in want of heart

© Dorianna 2011

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