in state of REM a succubus looks
upon me as if, I'm tainted; the
intensity of his stare mars my
soul.

besmirching...

every thought of self-elucidation
and I cringe under his watchful
eye; raking my skin with daggerlike
curiousity, sniffing, while I crumble
in openmouth terror.

he descends upon me swiftly; eyes
darting from head to toe piercing me,
into a trance I fall, as if, Dracula has
entered upon spread wings

transforming...

to full humanlike form and stained
teeth sink deep in vein *******
life's blood like a cool soda pop
fizzling with every sip.

savoring...

its pungency in dark delight,
smelling me like I'm a blood
tinged rose.

dripping...

and I awaken upon soaking wet
sheets in trepidities blood
curdling screams.