Midnight Madness

On this night I'm craving it so
Insatiable appetite for your soft amber flesh
Constantly craving to know your scent
As if a vampire, I need to drink of you to survive
Laying awake in utter agony, the hours long
I wish you here, pressed against me
Our legs intertwined
Lips dancing together intensely
Your inner being merged with mine
But for now I can only close my eyes
Hope to dream
And wait for the day when fiction becomes reality

Reviews

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"...And wait for the day when fiction becomes reality" *sigh*, a nice twist to a seductive piece. I like 'Midnight Madness' because it is sensual not blatantly explicit; leaving much to the imagination. Wicked, in a good way.