Dark, piercing night

November 16, 2007
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Dark, piercing night.
Crimson, red capes.
Blood stained corset.
Long yellow-tinted fangs,
Sink deep into my neck.
I fade into visions of deception.
His hands smooth to touch.
His eyes filled with lonely.
His voice seductive.
He graces my hips.
Then slowly unties my bodice.
The lace playfully untwines.
Slipping of my silk slip,
He enters me.
As the candle light flickers,
I watch our shadows dance.
He nips again at my neck.
I moan for more.





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