Tender Flesh

I hear a whisper in the dark;
a brush against my ear.
His body shudders with delight;
my heart is filled with fear.
“You cannot hide from me, my love,
I’ll find you in the dark.
How sweet the smell of tender flesh,
and fear inside your heart.
Your tortured soul sings to me;
passioned fires grow.
My razor tongue against your lips;
a taste I want to know.
Now cry for me, my dearest love,
it makes you taste so sweet.
I’ll take a kiss from crimson lips,
before I start to eat.”
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  1. Wow. The imagery in this one is so clear its like a slap in the face on a cold morning. I think this is your best post so far.

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