Laying in the warm night air
Neck so soft, warm, and bare
Limbs so languid feel like lead
Now she turns her pretty head
Birdlike fluttering of a pulse
A kiss, soon her body will convulse
Moaning, writhing erotic pleasure
As I lick her salty treasure
Her body bows the time is near
Final moments of sweet fear
Limp, Dishevelled, completely spent
Lust is sated my hunger vent
So I change and taking flight
Lonely creature of the night
© Copyright 2016 Arturon Gillespie. All rights reserved.
Short Story / Science Fiction
Book / Fantasy
Poem / Poetry
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