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Shrouded in Shadows
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Shrouded in Shadows |
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angalic22 New Member
since 2003-07-13
Posts 2 |
He's out there, shrouded in shadows, Waiting, watching, knowing, Restraing me with invisible bonds, Torturing my senses with visual caresses. I turn and he appears before me, Tall, lean, a vision of masculinity His fingers tracing my features softly seductivly Reveling my soul, leaving it bare before his eyes. Those eye's unyielding in their quest, Capturing my frightened and troubled gaze, Delvling into my tortured memories, Searching for my weakness. He smiles, a hint of fangs revealed As he breathes in my scent, savoring it, Fighting the hunger that rages inside him, Battling with his urgent desire to feed. I move closer, drawn to him against my will, Pulled by an unknown force, an unbending power, Unable to fight, succumbing to his seduction Giving up my freedom, my independence. He hesitates but a moment, relishing a victory Then I feel his bite, Oh so bitter sweet, As he swiftly gives into his need, his thirst, Taking me into his eternal night. |
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mysticpoe Senior Member
since 2003-02-28
Posts 883 |
How did this slip by? Extremely interesting write. Had me thinking, fiction or not? mysticpoe If nothing is something |
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