- Erotic Poetry
- Murderess
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I Lean forward to swallow your scream
pulling your small deaths into me
I am your Murderess
It is my right
I have caused you to die
countless times
Not just tonight
but over the years
always for the payment
of your screams
those little moans
desperate sighs
your pleading eyes
I do it all for that look you give me
startled, almost of dread
then you die in my arms
I hold you
as you remember to breathe
a Resurrection
clinging to me you ask for more
it has always amazed me
how quickly you recover
silently I lay you back
as you knew I would
and begin again
slowly leading you into another
little death
and just like before I can't wait
to taste your screams
- COMMENTS
erectus123almost 11 years agothe french refer to the climax/orgasm as "La petite mort" but this poem hints at darker themes
