- Erotic Poetry
- The Wolf
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The moonlight washes over my pale, naked skin
Splashing its silvery glow upon my body
A fresh, cool breeze milks the heat from my core
But the cold is not unpleasant... nay, it is a comfort
A sigh whispers through the darkened wood
Telling me that I am no longer alone
The end of my isolation stalks quietly into the clearing
His dark, bare body is not touched by the starlight
His muscles ripple like a stormy sea
He approaches me and with a lusty growl
He winds his arms around me
He pulls me close and inhales my wild scent
He commands me with his eyes, pulls me to the soft mossy ground
Oh, such pleasures I'd thought unattainable
He shudders and whines with need
We sway with the trees, we are carried on the wind
He marks me as his, forever
When I close my eyes, he promises tomorrow and every night
His weight disappears off of me and he is gone
And through the trees I see the ebony eyes of the black wolf staring back at me...
- COMMENTS
Auld_Henryover 12 years agothank you for submitting a new poem.
I felt all sounds and sights of the forest,
the encounter warmed me thorughly.
