My Succubus

Therapeutic writing. <3

I’m not quite sure when my nightmare came to an end

I remember an icy hand clutching my spine

There was a sensation of weightlessness

You know when your ears start ringing?

It was deafening; it’s hard to breathe

 

It brought electricity between my temples

The silence that had greeted me for so long, broken

Sea-green irises peeked beneath mahogany bangs

A reminder of my emptiness

She wrapped me in a worn out desire; this is déjà vu

 

A flurry of activity distracted me from the ache

Simple little things that brought with them a flood of memories

A light caress across the hallway

Playful glances and smiles at the store

It was akin to having a compress placed on my hemorrhaging thoughts

 

However, happiness is fleeting

The world becomes monochromatic when she’s gone

I guess men really are dogs

Wagging their tongues in the neck of a bottle

Wondering when their solitude will end

 

A chill in the air brings comfort

While my responsibilities lure me away

The lingering desire in her hands burns my thoughts

She shows me exactly why I need to rush home

I begin to feel somewhat whole again

 

Duty calls once again

A weariness begins to bog me down

The little screen in my pocket flickers

It draws my attention; my succubus!

But something still seems off                             

 

My phone jingles, forgotten

There’s no time for distraction

I think nothing of it as I unlock the door

A melancholy smile graces her lips as we embrace

I lead her away to show her exactly why she’s my heart’s desire

 

The alarm blares

A muddled feeling echoes within my being

There’s a lingering scent of oranges and lavender

Silence greets me as I open the curtains for the day

I feel hung over

 

The light on my phone is blinking

I unlock the screen to see a text notification

The inbox is empty

I thought she messaged me.

Wait, who?        

 

I’m not quite sure when my nightmare finally came to an end

I remember an icy hand clutching my spine

There was a sensation of weightlessness

You know when your ears start ringing?

It was deafening; it’s so hard to breathe