| Desire and Torment |
 |
| The darkness that is in you,
Seeps into my every pore The way your eyes pentrate, This punishment, I want more. You bend me to your will, Make me beg for your pain, The evil grin from you, Slowly drives me insane. Physically, emotionally, mentally. Chained to your weeping wall, I await and dread your next touch Head bowed, when to you I crawl. A slave at your beck and call How I kneel at your feet. Your finger under my chin, My eyes to yours now meet. Your lips brush mine softly, Your fingers trail down my pale skin. I kiss you back greedily, I feel my chains tightening without; within. SIlky fabric now covers my eyes You tilt my head quickly to one side, I wait for what surprise is next. Seconds turn to minutes, I feel like i've died From nowhere your teeth pierce my flesh, I cry out in pain, you pin your body to mine, I hear the slurping, slow, steady, pulling me deep, So cold, near death, on my blood you dine... (c) Melia Teka 3/14/08 |
 |