Sweet Nightmare

Oh my sweet nightmare.
You haunt my every thought.
Casting a blaket of darkness.
Ripping at my red dress.
Tasting my dark crimson blood.
Hands griping my waist.
You smile down at me.
Raping me with your gaze.
Bringing your lushes lips to mine.
Oh my sweet nightmare.
You've turned me into a slave.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A very strong and erotic journey in these words. Nightmare leading to slavery is a wild journey. No weakness in the poem. Direct and strong words create a very good poem.
Coyote