Demons of the night

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Sanialus
Sanialus
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Sharp fangs glisten          By the moonlight.
Heavy breasts swinging,          The envy of all.
She moves through the          Lunar-lit night.
Those that have seen          Her pale white cheeks
Marveled at just how          Perfect she was.
Loping through roads,          Turnpikes and aves,
Her hard nipples,          Demonically perfect,
Drew the gazes               Of none, no one.
Nearby, a sound               A car, home late.
Smiling, she moves          Toward the boy.
Her gait increased,          Creamy white thighs
Moving faster.               He never found out
What the beauty               Truly was:
A succubus.               It was shown by
Her unearthly curves,          Her creamy tits,
Her luscious ass.          But most of all,
The fires of Hell          In her eyes.
All he knew of               Before his death
Was his dream girl,          Approaching him,

Seductively.               He felt her head,
Bobbing up, down,          Up, down, up, down.
Her practiced tongue          Sending shivers
Dancing through his body.     His hands kneaded
Her tender tits               As he pounded
Into her pussy.               Some resistance,
As his cock pushed          Its horny way
Into her tight,               Virgin asshole.
The best fucking          In all the world
Could barely hold          But a matchstick
To this tender beauty          He sodomized.
Spasms wracked him,          Sending white jism
Deep inside her.          Departing too,
To his regret,               was his essence,
His very soul.               It was worth it.

Sanialus
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vrosej10vrosej10about 14 years ago
Interesting form.

I really liked this poem but I felt the division of the descriptive passages in the first stanza diminished an otherwise great piece. It is one of the most original works I have seen in a while and worthy of the label of art.

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