Soft breezes filter through
The open window
Curtains billow in the night
Making shadows dance
In the pale moon’s light

Candle flame flickers
Dancing with the wind
Casting warm glows
Upon bare skin
She sleeps there alone
With sheets of fine satin
Waiting patiently
A heart of gold she is

Fluttering of wings
Beat softly in the night
Approaching carefully
Cautiously…

A creature stands in the window
While the curtains billow around him
Softly cloaking him in white
The sight of her lying there
So peaceful in the night
Pale fingers reach out
From midnight

Temptation so great
The beat of her heart
As she lay there asleep
Rhythmic music to his ear
Wanting to capture
What he hears

The pulsing of her life
That which flows deep within
To quicken him once more
Bring life back from sin
The ache in his soul
Too great to ignore

He steps down from the ledge
Easing closer more and more
Her scent overpowers him
Giving in to his sins
Wanting to ravage this beauty
Wanting to feel her from within
She calls to him softly
With physical gestures
Of self pleasure

His eyes grow glassy
As his body takes over
He watches intently

Rising to the occasion
He stands at attention
His anatomy seeks
Deep ..
… penetration

The need to feel her
Desires float rampantly
He can taste her honey
Dripping

Her body ripe for the taking
Right there on the bed
She glistens before him
Her femininity open
Hungry little lips
Perhaps he should feed them


(c) 2003 A Riddle