My love, glides with cunning ease
Mockingly, provoking, faintly…
An incubus feeding off those who tease
As a freezing breeze gropes the unclothed remains saintly .
My greedy yearning, desires nothing less, but to drain
To fill the vast pitiless appetite of bittersweet sin.
That sultry incubus is the only to blame
Each hasty face, each unknown sigh, recognizably invited in.
My crimson intimacy, defies a settled truce
Between two famished predators hesitantly hoping
To finally attain the succulent, lukewarm, juice
Attempting, clenching onto composure; groping.
Facing each other, a mirrored image of one another
Unmoved by the lingering aromas of the, Other.
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 7:33 PM UTC
My love, glides with cunning ease
Mockingly, provoking, faintly…
An incubus feeding off those who tease
As a freezing breeze gropes the unclothed remains saintly .
My greedy yearning, desires nothing less, but to drain
To fill the vast pitiless appetite of bittersweet sin.
That sultry incubus is the only to blame
Each hasty face, each unknown sigh, recognizably invited in.
My crimson intimacy, defies a settled truce
Between two famished predators hesitantly hoping
To finally attain the succulent, lukewarm, juice
Attempting, clenching onto composure; groping.
Facing each other, a mirrored image of one another
Unmoved by the lingering aromas of the, Other.
