AN ISLAND ESCAPE


Take me away from a world without color,
A world where life is dull and grey.
I want to swim through the ocean’s waves,
Where rainbows can frolic and play.

The sun’s rays shimmer off the water,
Leaving trails of gold, yellow, and red.
Beacons of light for me to follow 
To a new land where to lay my head.

I fly through the rolling waves,
Touching down on a spot of land.
I am lifted by arms of fountains 
And laid to rest on the pink sand.

Turtles scurry away from my hand. 
Birds fly around as they have fun.
The waves recede in their farewell dance,
Leaving me alone in the sun. 

Who lives on this small island?
It’s time for me to explore
The hut of branches in the tree.
I must see if there is more. 

The steps are pretty steep.
I climb and step inside.
The room is small and dark. 
Who knows what it may hide?

I hear footsteps from the room beyond.
They’re coming closer to where I hide.
It’s too late to run for the door.
I must face whoever is inside. 

A man saunters into the room, 
Candles and two places set.
He throws me a big grin
As if I am his prized pet.

We both wait in silence.
He slowly moves toward me.
“I hope you like my surprise.”
I feel as cold as can be. 

I don’t like surprises.
Especially from him.
He keeps me at arms-length,
Not letting me in. 

I lower my eyes
From the fire in his eyes.
They’re consuming me alive.
I am burning from his lies. 

He makes an abrupt movement
And strides across the room.
He kisses me with great passion
Under the blood red moon. 

MURDERS AND LOVERS

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Read a book by the fire.

The pages will shine brighter.

I don’t need to fight the snowdrifts.

I’ll stay inside with the misfits.

The ones who prefer books

that grab you with their hooks.

The fire is getting low

as the strong winds begin to blow.

I snuggle farther beneath the covers

as I read about murders and lovers.

HEARTACHE IS FOR ME

Heartache is for me.
My heart yearns for thee.
Lies fall so easily from your lips.
They feel salty on my fingertips.
I must remain strong.
I hope I am wrong.

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ESCAPE THE SNOWSTORM

The Dead walk the bitter cold.

Florida nights have lost their charm.

Wolf may be centuries old,

But he will never do me harm.

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THE DEAD GAME

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A WALK ON THE DARK SIDE

He’ll come on the full moon.
He will be with me soon.
Dare I leave the light behind
And join him on the dark side?

THE DEAD GAME

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The Moonlit Forest

Walk with me through the moonlit forest.
Let our feet graze the tips of the grass,
held aloft by our love and passion.

Follow me through the endless night
to a land where no man walks,
and love has no bounds or shackles.

THE DEAD GAME SERIES
by Susanne Leist

PASSION NOT HUMAN

My cold fingers will run down her hot body.

She will wake to the sight of my glowing eyes

and experience passion not human.

The dark prince will take her in his arms

and place her on his black steed.

I am Wolf.

THE DEAD GAME