Night WalkerA Poem by FlowSometimes my mood can only be changed by the blues...
It seems like in those days I became weaker with every eye glance across your face thin, shiny, black lace draped snuggly against the sweetest temptations known to man
you are the vixen of my mind… and.. hellcat to my heart you snagged my life substance with pearly whites under black fishnets and leather heels
you danced the devil’s dance twisting my salvational thoughts into sinful appetence of needs that boiled over from my chest cascaded in my throat I spoke in tongues of wicked salaciousness that filled my bloodless veins
I gave in as if I was tissue and you were raging water waves that drenched my soul with brimstones soaked in flames
I was sinfully weak for you I gave into your way a mad man possessed by love I let go of all humanity dove face first into the blackness of your abyss drowned myself in your ambrosias as your teeth sunk into my throat
forever damned to the pool of darkness lost to the light of days a night walker desiring to be human again only to relive that night you sucked my virginity away © 2008 FlowFeatured Review
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3 Reviews Added on November 10, 2008 Last Updated on November 10, 2008 AuthorFlowMemphis, TNAboutThe quiet submissive who adores to worship woman through lifestyle, poetry and stories. I have been writing for many years. At first I wrote alot of political poetry exploring my understanding of go.. more..Writing
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