Scorched Earth Erotica

Scorched Earth Erotica

A Poem by Succubi

 

Shall I have this last dance?

Under the moonlight

Succumbed by your trance?

As we unveil this stark, mysterious night

 

Gruesome lyrics, spit from my lips

As I descend into these dirty chambers

That lie between those thick hips

My soul is burning, like the brushfire from falling embers

 

Like a succubus in rapture, you start slow and steady

As I begin thrusting, the exilar of life into your p***y

The pain is penetrating, but the pleasure

Is so exhilirating

 

This is a temptation that I cannot turn my back on

I've taste the forbidden apple and now I'm craving for more

As if I am a living dead thing, thirsty for the blood

That was split on the pagan altars, as carnage offerings

To the vengeful Gods

 

My passion, and my sorrid affection are igniting

As I begin to reach my climaz

But, deep inside, my virginity is dying

As it is being killed by the sex

 

I have desecrated the remains of what was holy;

Of my body

The earth has been rape (for I am an element)

And so has my morality

But my eyes are gaped

And fixated on the moon

Of the fading night sky

Encumbered by the swoon

That shall await me

When tomorrow comes to haunt me

© 2009 Succubi


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Great imagery, but it's slightly confusing in that you start with rhyme but continue without, and with differently sized stanza. It has good language, but you might want to decide to rhyme or not to rhyme; that is the question.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Jae
good job.
But if you are not talking about the christian God then it is spelled 'god'

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Posted 15 Years Ago


wow! Great imagery, you have great voice in this poem.

Posted 15 Years Ago


holy cow!! OMG! this is good...loved the imagery presented here...so bold, so forward...yet a sense of desolation and lonliness touches you... great write.

Posted 15 Years Ago


Great job, I like the graphic nature of the words.

My soul is burning, like the brushfire from falling embers (this is my favorit line)

Did you mean climax rather then climaz?

I will be waiting for more like this.

Tigra



Posted 15 Years Ago


Very interesting and vivid


Posted 15 Years Ago


This is a well penned poem, hard to believe that you are only 15. Nice write.

Posted 15 Years Ago


I can not believe you are only fifteen!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is the first I have read by you and it is very mature


Cheers, lea

Posted 16 Years Ago


ahh the passion i love it its so revitalizing u will always crave more as long as you live for it is one of our carnal instincts i love erotica

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Succubi
Succubi

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My name is Jennifer. I am fifteen years old and I am inspired to be a poet, novelist, songwriter. I play the electric guitar and hope to start a band one day with my music and lyrics. more..

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