By Night

She comes here nightly

She says to cuddle

I don’t believe her

I’m not befuddled

After dusk

She’s in all her glory

And in the morning

Wounds on my neck tell a story

I know she’s older

Than early thirties

But she’s still limber

And she’s still dirty

I’m still her prey

Though she’s beneath me

And tonight she promises

I’ll die sweetly

Reviews

[Vria P Crow]

Me likey!

Reminds me of "Kiss of Shadows" by Laurel K. Hamilton. I think you would enjoy it ;0

It has fantasy.
It has story.
It has sex.
It has demons.
It has angels.

:)

Miss your sweet honesty, Panda!

[Emily B]

dysfunction anybody?

love it

[Baby Ricochet]

Make a crucifix out of Garlic sticks from olive garden with a gun site on top that squirts holy water and a*s f**k her with it.

[Commanda Panda]

What if the crucifix burns me, too? This is going to be a looooong dysfunctional relationship.

[SyberRose]

Enjoyed reading...nicely penned...:)

[Commanda Panda]

Thank you, Syber Rose.