Poem Hunter
JC (07/23/89 / )


Poem By Jana Courville

His shadow looms...
A shameful disgrace
Casting the glare of the dim lights
Away from his face
Yet you can never seem
To forget the look in his bleak eyes
His chilly breath along your cheek
With his icy finger trailing right along
His touch sends shivers
Through every part of your impotent body
His kiss... cold as his heart
Tears through you... as he grips you
And pulls you closer
You try to push to run away
But its useless against this raging virile
Your screams uncovered by an unclean hand
You close your eyes and can only wish for

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