In the Night, he Touched me

In the Night, he Touched me

A Poem by Steffi

In the Night, he Touched Me…

He slithered,
Slippery between my sheets
Praying on the captivity of my dreams.

Slinking his way towards my resting frame,
His fingers graze along my silken thighs
Thieving liberties I frostily denied.

Those dastardly digits so dastardly close
Stripped of barriers, you subtracted the distractions
Your hand sunk home to that gentle flesh.

Into a horror trance I descended into hell
Sapping immaculacy with each of your gestures
So close, So close you thought to your goal.

Push that hurdle further
Pants cascaded to the earth
Clamping my eyes, a dream, nothing more!

Dawn arrived
You held your station in my bed
Swirled with the dreams you robbed me of.

Horror crept,
Fear coated my actions drastic in my motions
Exposed to the whites of your eyes

The words where there
Air crunching as the cold chill hit my lungs
And with that gasp

My words cried Foul.

 

 

 

© 2010 Steffi


Author's Note

Steffi
Reviews are Always welcome. Im working hard to get my poems up to par. =D

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in the third line of the first stanza, it should be 'preyed' maybe? overall, good poem, great action words and harsh tone, good imagery.

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Posted 15 Years Ago


Chilling!
and wonderful write! Gurl you have serious masterful skills!
Thanks for the invite into your world.
Standing O for this one.

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Posted 15 Years Ago


up to par. my darling, you've created an entirely new par for the rest of us to have to live up to! you use some immensly vivid language that created images in my mind that i would rather not have there.

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Posted 15 Years Ago


WHOA! awesome description! and thnx for the review! (Turn from the Dark) I really appreciate it! I felt the girls feelings as I was reading along... all I can say is... AWESOME.

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