Succubus

She crawls in though my window

And she slips into my mind.

A goddess or a demon

Perfectly posing -- enshrined

In the night’s sable temple.

I am unable to move

As I lay upon my bed;

Paralyzed and motionless;

Helpless, not from fear and dread --

My body stilled by desire.

From somewhere deep inside me --

A hunger that must be fed

Grows ravenous within me.

My misgivings all are shed;

My soul begging her advance.

And with a sudden movement,

With eyes pitch black, yet burning,

Her form weaves through the darkness,

Her craving weds my yearning --

Hunter and prey become one.

She slithers up my body

Like a pure erotic wave.

Even before she bites me

I am her devoted slave,

Begging for more bewitchment.

Some have tried to rescue me,

But their appeals I ignore.

For each night she comes to me;

And each night I must implore

And beg her to own me more.

Once upon a time it seems --

There was something that was “me”;

But her eyes make me forget.

I know that my destiny 

Is bound to her, and she to me...