Night

He looked like the night
with his silky long hair splayed
beautifully around in a fan
dark with a twinge of blue shine

never saw his face
as he slept that first day
didn't need to
just took pictures of his sleeping body
and left them for him to look at

I wondered if he liked it
but I got my answer quick
when he screamed with joy
in the early morning hours
upon his awakening

I took photos everyday
for a whole week
when on the eighth day
I got bored
so I did what anyone would do
I drew him,
as he snored lightly
in his bed
I even shaded the dark circles
under his eyes

once again in the morn'
his cries gave me delight,
a swelling joy in my heart
to know he liked them

Red as you mar never have known
is my favorite color
and my favorite shade matches
the one in my body
his favorite color were the same
as blue daisy's
and when I figured this out
a most wonderful Idea
flew into my head

What a dazzling bouquet of natural blue daisy's
dripping with the colors inside me
like a rainbow of sorts
left at his doorstep
and a little note
"I love you"

screeches and screams
yelps and yells
Oh, I just knew he would love it

I got curious
when he started to sleep less and less
so I slipped some sleeping pills
in his evening tea
that night I was inspired
his sea green eyes were half open
staring into a lovely abyss of sleep

His radiant beauty shook me to my core
I must paint I said, Paint him
in colors of red
and paint him i did
after stripping his clothes
what a perfect piece lay there

hours and hours
I marveled
my eyes ravishing his naked body
but the voice in my head told me it was time
so I clothed him again
and left him the painting
this time with a lock of my hair
to show that I was there

on a day that rained
and the clouds looked gloomy
i decided to give him a bony kitten that I found
in my yard, it never blinked
never moved, it didn't even eat
I thought it would be perfect
as a gift

But strangely he didn't scream
nor cry out in joy
no, no he did not
just whimpered
and left his home unattended

Days and days I waited
for my orgasmic hobby to resume
but my subject never returned

so what should I, a maiden do?
Well, I found him, yes I did
In a lonely beach house
near the shore
and the beautiful man
who once looked like the thriving night
now looked as though slowly dying from some rare parasitical disease

I had to help this man, had to save him from
the world around him
because I knew that life did this to him
told him who I was
and tied him to the bed
took a photo everyday
of his decaying body
though it was still alive

I carved our names
into his chest
and fed him meat from dogs
his tears of happiness
couldn't have been more obvious
we even made love, several times
but always when his eyes were closed

but now a month has passed
and I'm pretty sure he's dead
his bones are all sunken and brown
and he doesn't move anymore
but at least I know,
because I was there
that he ended his life
hollering  for joy