- Erotic Poetry
- Obsession
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Obsession
Each night I lie here waiting for her
My flesh bound in Ethereal Chains of Obsession
I lie naked, vulnerable to the
Black depths of silence that envelope
My senses, until I am floating in an
Ocean of isolation, desperate for her to
Release me from my mind’s dungeons
Where the torturer is the tortured’s own reflection.
She comes, though I cannot see her,
I feel warm breath on my face as her
Hair cascades like a thousand rain drops
Down my shivering flesh.
She flows over me like a waterfall of molten lava
Searing ripples of heat rage across my flesh,
And erupt into waves of ecstacy.
She possesses me utterly within her demonic depths
And then, I am, no more . . .
February 20, 1998
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