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by Eugene Williams
Monday, December 14, 2009
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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Part three In the Poem The Pebbles beneath Me.


It was as if this night would never end, wind driven fist sized hail slamming against the window seal, driving, driving me mad, just break please break, break the damn glass.
Would it ever end ,shutting off the lights in my cabin peering deep into the night the woods howling, the sky screaming, was it screaming at me why can’t this night just leave me, please leave me in peace.
Night after night the same erotic  dream, for twenty years it has haunted me. Waking in the morning to clean and sew the torn silk sheets, night after night this erotic dream has haunted me.
It was your fair skin your bright blue eyes, I did love you, but you wanted more, more then I could give you.  Your gold ring enchanted me will you ever forgive me, I need you in side me.
It has been twenty years Steven, is it you that keep haunting my dreams, your dead Steven, your dead remember how you followed me. Your dead Steven let me dream, toss me  no more upon the floor in my sleep, I hate you!
Lights off now the wind howling through the trees, I  am waiting by the window Steven, I can see your blue eyes, I can smell the stink of your death, how your ring does enchant me.
Elizabeth, the howling, the cold pebbles beneath me, erotic motion of the water moving between my legs moving me  up and down, come closer to the window, Elizabeth its me, look at the ring Elizabeth look at the ring, can you feel my breath, I am behind you can you feel my mouth on your neck. 
Oh don't scream, be still it's just the stake from my chest sliding between your thighs, Now you can scream, scream! Scream louder! Louder! I love you, I won't let you die......





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Reviewed by Jackson Aniefiok 3/2/2010
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart 12/18/2009
Wonderfully penned and so compelling.
Reviewed by John Flanagan 12/15/2009
Chilling write and the energy in each line and phrase is palpable.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray 12/15/2009
A tale of horror indeed, Eugene; very imaginative. Love and peace,

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo 12/14/2009
A chilling tale that leaves one trembling in the night...

Be always safe,
Reviewed by Gene Williamson 12/14/2009
Horrific! Great writing, Eugene. I'm haunted by the thought
that I may be seeing Elizabeth tonight.... -gene.
Reviewed by TONY NERONE 12/14/2009
Talk about horror, this writing is a outstanding screamer. Elizabeth looks like quite a babe, to bad she is into blood.


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