Sleeping Beauty Until Midnight

The shadows of the blood-moon kissed

Her curves, smoothly uncovered

What I could no longer resist

I call it love, you call it rape

 

This sultry excitement is my sin

A faster heartbeat as I smell

The sweat running down her skin

Sweet nude beauty as the sheets feel

 

Now awake, her yelp makes me angry

My hands repressing her twitchy lips

Her ravished virginity by me

But to the core, she's only a w***e

Reviews

[Sabrina Marie]

This is true poetry, as you are a true poet.
This is beautiful.
Wonderful.

Keep on writing, perhaps publish a book of your poems.