Absent Minded

Beautifully drowned by a nymph

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They come out at night
bold and beautiful
masculine
muscular
from the pools and depths of the water
they are inhuman
but look human
faery folk
nymphs

They have long hair and are voluptuous and say all the right things
they frolic and tease you with kisses
to lead you to the Waters edge to go for a swim
and they tantalize the eye
and trigger the hearts desire
the put a spell on your strengths
and feast on your weakness

these beings from the water
are gorgeous
pretty
beautiful
sexual beings

come to the water
come play with me
come join me on the other side
I'll take you to see the king
and they might ask in confusion
do you know who I am?
for if you get their right name
which you always will even if your wrong
but if you guess the right name
you break their spell
and they become human again
or is it you control them?
do you know what we should do?
we should go for a swim...

and in the moonlight,
with the stars in your eyes...
they are all ready nude,
you might take off your clothes,
in your dreams, forewarned!
called upon in memory,
for that is how they come to you first.
They enter your dreams
with a psychic attack
a way to lead you to them
thropugh magical hypnosis
without a map
but tell u to bring one so you can get back.
a village elder will know
when a pool is near by and the village or town is in danger of these beings

and the young men will go off into the forest
wandering aimlessly,
find them by the waters edge.
find them dipping in their naked bodies....
and invite you for a swim!
and if you want to be lucky you will tease them, nicely, trick them
for they love games and to play
its more fun for thats how they were taught to love!

but they are smart,
beautiful and no fools gold,
and as the story goes....
under rug swept,
they will take you to the other side,
where water becomes your air,
where you will be taught many things of gods and goddesses.
and if you are a man or women,
you will suffer i swear!

they lead you to the darkest spot in the water
underneath the moon
they take you by the hand
and kiss you so passionate
and sink under the water
and slowly they begin to drown you

Treading water
kicking screaming
thrashing about won't do
they are good swimmers
and the others will soon come
for they have anew one to feast on
or a new noble man to love

so did you tell the right lies
are you really the prince or king of the world?
do they know who you are?
and will u surface next time as on eof them to look for a suitor to admire
and haunt the dreams to reach out for love
not to forewarn but mislead
and send directions and hypnosis to the soul
when the young men cannot take it anymore with their hormones

Will you sink forever
will you learn the dead-man's float?
will you become a swimmer
forever under and fed the scraps of the essence of the souls?
or a leader and gifted with body image and trickery
to grant the pool another feast of souls

The villagers wont know the pool is close by
unless they start talking about their sexual dreams
and rivers and lakes
The townsfolk wont know a thing about the transformation from
a dream come true into a walker of the dreams
who becomes a slave of the night

and the prophecy of this story goes
there is one who everyone dreams
and goes from place to place
an undercover dreamer
who warns the people of fantasies that somewhere there is a lake
of fish like people who want to drag you to the bottom
and swallow your brains
and he will guard you and plot against them
for this godly prophet has a grudge against them
for what the pool has done to his town
so when you dream at night and wake in the morning
and you know you were in the woods
you were invited to go swimming on the other side

there is a pool of them close by
and you've been invited to play a deadly game of kiss and tell,
frolic in the night hypnotized and hide
naked you will be
and outsmarted one of you will fall
and if you want to get lucky the lies you must tell that the other dream
coming to you before or after you may or may not dream
of how to fool these nymphs of the deep end
and how to achieve your happiness in the forest far away from the waters deep

but beware
for the travel on land and have more than one hunting ground
they will know where you live
and how to get you from your house to their home
but not the other way around
so if you survive the fortune of midnight secret affairs with a nymph
in your pocket they might find your compass and map
but you will have to find your way home naked
and every night you dream they will lead you back to the water's edge

so dream now of the answer
dream now of the way home
dream now of the familiar ways of salvation
for if the fantasies and rumors are true
and in the midst of sleep they nymphs are calling to you
to be by their side and join them
if you think you can outsmart them
they might just outsmart you
if you are brave enough to tell a lie in the face of a liar
when the spell cast is to offer nothing but truth

Inside your childhood dreams we all have had is a riddle to guide you home
and the one man we all have dreampt of innocently
that helped me write this poem throughout all of the holidays

But before you become anything to a nymph in the afterlife
you will suffer and they love it
it turns them on
and they like jokes
and teasing is one of their favorite things to do
but oh how you will suffer
and theuy will applaud your tears and pain
so make them beautifull tears selfless selfish tears
in this pool of life

and when i return to the surface
to see how many men are left between us and the nest of harpies
maybe we will have peace between land and air one day
and the first angel will be born
and the queen of the harpies and king of the nymphs
will bear a child and he or she will be an angel
but where does that leave mankind my pool?
and how many of you lost in the maze of nevermind
are fools and remember drowning and suffer endlessly
as they tease and torment your mind
for pleasure and jokes
just to know your name
but your too stupid to change it
I'll lie to you up there and cursed to lie to my victoms down here
thats the code of our souls

and between you and me i know
there are secrets we keep knowing
we keep them in case the spells are broken
and we return as men to fight the harpies
and cleanse the air from the wars of the worlds
that not too many have woken up from
and the angels send us to heaven and the gods rearrange everything again

Harpies have a nest
Nymphs have apool
and mankind in the middle on foot trying to get by breathing cursed air
and drinking water that is poisoned
but what do we know of the curse of the harpies?
and have you ever seen one pick somebody up
and drop and catch them again and again
till they just let them fall
as they play with their food?

like vampires we are
spawns of vampires
in the air and water
thirsting on souls and blood
love and hate
with different tricks
and man is in the middle looking for heaven and hell
i guess we the nymphs are angels
the harpies are the demons
and mankind the middle child can become either or
through the legacy of the resurrection of their souls
will we ever have peace on earth and air and water
and coexist with all three
man and nymph and harpie?

something the king of the nymphs knows
and a curse between them all
the true gods puzzle i tell you
Ive written it before
The queen of the harpies may not be a lover
but more of a witch
blessings of what though
she concelas her secrets powerfully and sometimes
the harpies feed on the nymphs


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