Stealthy is the Shadow

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Stealthy is the shadow
Drifting in and out of view
Like fog beneathe the full moon
Clinging on your window, with dew,
Suddenly you feel marooned

Baying is the distant hound
That echoes through the night
Sending a chill in glowing darkness
Running down your spine in fright
Alone in your naked starkness

A Cat hisses into the night
Slicing through the gloomy air
Ticking clock resounds in your ears
Tight held breath escapes on a dare
Eyes dart, searching for your fears

Rushing is the large black rat
Fleeing down the alleyway
As a niehgbor's baby bawls
And your mind is praying for the day
Searching for more, your body calls

Creaking is the door
Slipping unseen into your bedroom
Black shadow on the white wall
Nervous glances through the gloom
A cold smile lightens to fall

Silver is the glistening flash
Glinting through your window pane
Your heart skips a beat with a gasp
Glimpse of the knife hits your brain
Hot on your ear, is my rasp

Shrill is your short lived scream
Stabbing at the chilled night air
Plunging into my palm, muffled
Tugging, your arms flail futilely, bare
Scrambling to the bed you are shuffled

Rough is the rope
Enwrapping and enchanting
Your limbs tight and bound
Gliding between your legs, exciting
Tightening as you're tossed down

Soft are the sheets
Wrinkling beneathe you
Black is the blindfold
Making your vision ascew
Then, then suddenly you feel the cold

Cold is the blade flatly ran
Across your cheek, so pale
Chill against your jaw
Leaving icy burn in its trail
Running to pointed nipple raw

Hot wet, is the tongue
Rough and quick across
Your bound blossum's dew
Steely point slides to accost
Knowing this maybe the death of you

Thick and strong are the fingers
Exploring, exploitng your folds
Pinching and squeezing every bound inch
In tandem with steely cold
Your body, strung tight agaisnt the cinch

Sharp is the razor fine
Length of steel, seeking to your lips
Heavy weight upon your frame
Hot kisses upon nether lips
In cold, dark playing games

Under knotted rope now
Chill metal on enflamed petals
Gently opening and sampling
Probing resolve, tasting your mettle
Muffled pleas and desires ramblings

Button throbs against tight knot
Blade heats with greasing fire
Withdraws and sldes away
Carrying your sweet nectar of desire
'What a beautiful display'

Quick is the cut
Tearing the road block
That would impeded my advance
Hard and impatient is the cock
That stabs you, death or romance

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