- Erotic Poetry
- Dance of the Succubus
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Click hereTormented, I thirst
Cold steel biting. Into my skin.
And her subtle smile
Masks her cruelty. Lurking within.
Fettered, I writhe
Hands cuffed beneath me. Against my spine.
Bewitched by her dance
Her gyrating hips. Enticing mine.
Helpless, I witness
Her sensuous caress. Tracing her desire.
Deprived of her touch.
And doused in my lust. I burn on the pyre.
Bedeviled, I beg
My lips denied. The taste of her sex.
Her trickling nectar
Spirals her closer. To the apex.
Entombed, I succumb
Crushed in her grip. Of livid zest.
Embalmed in her scent
Her luscious thighs. Straddling my chest.
Inundated, I drift
While her mellifluous moans. Melt me inside.
Her nails pierce my flesh
As my mind and her curves. Traverse and collide
Haunted, I sleep
The wake of her storm. Searing my skin.
And her cruel smile
Desecrates my dreams. Caving me in.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozover 16 years agoI must say, I rather like the vision you share. Not quite in the same repetitive mold of so many erotic poems offered here.
