In The Still Of The Night

  

Midnight mayhem

Hypnotizes

Lunar eyes,

Making me howl,

Making me sigh.

My teeth as sharp

As my passion

Thirsting for your

Blood red lust.

Stalking the dark

Feel me from behind

Sacrificing my craving

Between your demonic thighs.

Panting,

Moaning,

Craving…

The animal in me

Becomes reality

Every time the moon arises.

Hear my longing cries

In the still of the night.

 

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

The words jump off the page at me, and shout, MORE, MORE, MORE!!....intensely passionate with gutteral animal needs fullfilled.........as, the animal in all of us pants and craves, and moans!.......lunar eyes making me howl.............got me searching for the moon in a cloudless sky!
Excellent visual write with a vast array of lustful yearnings!!

[Angelic Darkness]

This is raw with eroticism and lust. I love the play with words
as it does with the senses. This is a promise and summon of
what will be done. Great job! AD

[just is]

WOW! I need to hear that Howl! Wow! Need a cold shower now!

[Wildfleour]

Someone needs to go visit his love..............

:)