On past the trail I follow you there pulled by the stare you eager face fair unwound and unbound untamed by a love your scritching and scratching from the limbs up above A beast that has hunted my body tonight then took flight as I gasped in the aching of sight I just might live the night through or be eaten by you doesn't matter, I speak for I know I am weak and I hate you for bringing my body to peak in the dead of the forest we kissed, oh what bliss in the fear of the rustling things in the mist I relinquished my soul as you knew it would be so i tried but i died and the night never lied but it craved and it hungered then it rained and it thundered till there was no trace of me nor of thee
of faeries and devils- From The Dark Faerie Journal