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fieryjen
fieryjen
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You come to me in my dreams
When I’m vulnerable, bare
A master manipulator’s tool
As my mind and body rest contently
I am deceived by you, as every night
I give you what you never earned
As gently, you embrace me
And a sigh escapes my lips
And in my dreams, I feel your touch
Feather-light along my thighs
As I spread my legs in welcome
Your lips touch mine, a loving kiss
A soothing touch, my body
Is the most delicate instrument
That only you can play
I smile, emersed in dreams
My skin is flushed, my body ready
Offering myself to you, that tempting warmth
You mount me in your sudden passion
Possessive, jealous lust
The heat is scorching me
I moan in lust and pain, but you
Ride me, your toy, your plaything
No regard for sleep, so desperately needed
Though I swim, I fly, I soar, and then
You fill me with your seed, a fiery warmth
That makes me sleep in peace anew
As you withdraw and leave me be
I satisfied you for another night

fieryjen
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LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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This poem was mentioned in today's New Poems Reviews.

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LeBrozLeBrozabout 17 years ago
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A very haunting scene; the only question is, is this something that happens wholly in the dream {in which case, she's immersed} or does her visitor waken or partly waken her {in which case, she's emersed}. You strike me as someone who uses language in a very precise and exacting manner. A vampire tale?