Dark Demons

Dark demons are coming
And there's nothing I can do
But let them come
Because they bring memories of you.

Memories so strong
I can see your beautiful face
I can smell your hair
And feel your warm embrace.

I would sell them my soul
To wrap my arms around your hips
And just once more
To kiss your soft lips.

Dark demons are here
I'm consumed by their gloom,
Drowning in the memories
Of the love from you.

Max M. Power