Skeletal Lust

by Eden   Jun 12, 2005


Lips to your pallid face divine...
Love the death on your skeletal design...
Your bones are white as ivory water
The heat with our love is a devious laughter.
My body black and sunk with magic
Death to all who hate
Whispers my song to angelic skies
And on toward hell's gate.
An evil creature of magic wrought
To fall into lust with you
A skeleton aching for my touch
Even though you cannot feel, too.
Imagine the touch before you died
See my luscious breasts?
Curse the demise of your past life's idiocy...
...And love my teasing tests...
Fingernail's bones scrape long my back
I watch your empty sockets for light
But no more flesh; your eyes have rot
And eternal bliss we've settled for no light.

So bones so hard travel down my back
Spread open my legs so wide
My dripping black skin is rotting for you
And waiting for you to ride.
My flawless teeth clench tight and ready
I know what is to come
The only flesh left you have is your groin
Oh, how I'll make you cum.

My love with death is so corrupt
I know this is my price
But still I can't help but relish your demise...
...The reason why I killed you in the first place.
I preserved your rotting corpse
Until you were bled dry
And now I'm having fun with you...
...Evil creature of magic passing by.

Feel in death you going in...
You're trying to escape...
But remember? I killed you in my trance...
...And now I'm free to rape.

You're dead...so what does it matter now?
You're dead, you're body's mine.
Lips to your pallid face divine...
Love the death on your skeletal design...

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  • 18 years ago

    by Jay27

    OK you tricked me with this one...came in here thinking "friendship poem! aha! sweetness and light....."

    but not quite! still, as with all of your poems, i just had to see where it was going so i read it to the end :o)

    5/5

  • 18 years ago

    by Fig

    this is such a dark poem. really unusual and well writen. another jaw dropper, just amazing

  • 18 years ago

    by Charlotte

    Fabulous Fabulous poem. Very well written. Hang in there through rough times; They'll end.