- Erotic Poetry
- night lover
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awake, feeling a soft bite at my thighs' juncture
there is no where to run, no way to hide
my wetness, the slickness of my juices oozing
a sharp pulling from deep within, is it me?
is this pleasurable pain i am feeling all a dream
based in a darker reality where only demons caper?
seems not possible, this panicked pleasure
leaves me only faintly sore, just a small bruise
dark green eyes glimmer through the darkness at me
sharp canines caress my skin, my breasts aching
can this be real? i doubt it and yet...
wet thighs can not tell lies...
my night demon, incubus, soul drinker, lover
i cry out in ecstasy as my legs quiver
my body shakes with pleasure, my heart...stops.
pulsations of perilous pleasure and then finally
i awaken, my thighs still wet, my skin still damp
my heart pounding but the room is empty, so empty.
so you tell me..is my night lover real?
and if you say no..why then is my clit puffy?
why are my breats bruised..why am i still cumming
and why can i not get those green eyes out of my head?
