I cannot casually say nor should I even infer
by nature there is some demonic or otherwise inflicted evil
so resident with my whole
save perhaps original sin
though the notion of paying interest for anothers deficiency seems asinine
another one of those religious cliches summoned up by sadistic zealots
more likely a catch cry spawned by the devil
I'll accept more easily though people are products of conditioning
via enviorment , society , et al

What I am
or rather having become something distinct than previously I was
is a servant to things usually referred to in moreso unsavoury terms
and you think you'd never cross that line ....
integrity is a foremost casualty when challenged by survival
instinct being an animalistic trait that fares better under most all situations

Louis by royal ascendency
subject to the will of mine own self
at the exclusion of all else
and with an eye for aesthetics to while away many non - plussed hours

She came with a flurry that instigated curiosity instantly
a lady of social rank from abroad
credentialed by various other courts and so on
highly regarded for certain virtues never fully explained
rather prudently hinted upon
a mistress of seduction I surely speculated
my sources seeming to align the theory

A perfect hostess with ne'er a word spoken to provoke
misdirection or instill caution
and my turn came swift as I avidly summoned her grace
she arriving in due course for I could hardly be refused
though that reputation for execution over trivial matters
I put down to a weakness of publicity left open to speculation
most times the people will have their sedition
regardless of intimidation by authority

How unusual I remarked privately
like some blackness swept upon the sea of my soul
distinct and yet unplaceable in time or space
how refreshingly sinister , so intriguing
she was admirably conversant in french
as well several other tongues
two of which I found alluringly foreign to mine own
yet all the while I sensed she held a line of thought
designed to serve my desire for different things
ideas I would be unaccustomed to
rather easing the monotony of his majesty

She eventually broached a subject of immediate interest
the ability of heightened awareness
spectacular strength and uncanny insights
displaying such agility and speed
far beyond any mere circus performer no matter how well trained
and readily I allowed her a place of fine residence
where I would meet the retinue of her converts
and there she would anoint me with a gift such as she possessed

I recall such sheer darkness overhead as my carriage drew closer
the horses all seeming wrought by foreboding
that I would have trusted their intinct alone
yet I was ready for some sudden onslaught
probably disgruntled peasants set on wringing my neck for their own vices
and nothing came
my guards alert though warned me against the trip
but I was immune to any save my own destiny

With practised airs she greeted me
and I was much taken by the plethora of otherwordly styled goods
all adorning the walls and floors wherever I looked
she seemed pleased by my interest and beckoned me
for evermore luxurious creations would grace my senses
as we walked onwards
and the sensation of darkness became more stark as we continued
but I was loath to hail my guards lest they intrude upon my absorbtion

Many a beauty I perused within that place
some beyond my image of exquisite and into imagination come for breath
she constantly smiling a sweet scent of seduction
that I was promised a treasure above all else I'd previously beheld
and then we arrived upon a place of such strangeness
I was overcome with the revitalisation of something fresh
unfamiliar sounds and objects I could not even define
of the future or from the past I could not truly say

She grasped my hand to lead me
her touch was explicit in its conveyance of undertones
I felt her soul ripple through each sentence her bloodlines spoke
and soon was overcome by a pleasure of her intimacy
unlike any other I had ever found
and till then I assumed I had partaken of nearly all types of women
as was my want as a monarch
but this creature was without description
and presently I became drowned by the onset of heady fatigue
and quickly succumbed to effortless slumber
to be met by all manner of exceptionally elaborate dreamings

I woke in her most tender embrace
as she cajoled me a litany of whispers I found so easily discerned
told me I was reborn anew as surpassing common mortality
no longer bound by the constricting intricacies of everyday existence
yet there was a toll to be applied and none were exempt
should I again feast mine eyes upon the settling sun
I would hunger no more for death could be assured
this was my barter with the infernal
which in blood I had agreed willingly
the concluding words then told me this
to sustain the thing I am become I need only drink
my elixir a soul stolen from the living
by part or whole
each piece thereafter being paid to field the quenchless thirst
of he who was felled in one almighty blow
to the caverns of bitter despair to which I am now party
.... forever

Thus I am become a thing of habit
strolling with midnights watchful glare
while all the while heaven mocks me
with a promise of Eden forever denied
and the assurance to never trust a woman
for their bliss though divine
comes with a kiss of serpents fruit