As we draw near to All Hallows Eve, time to seek out
those winsome witches and warlocks and treat them
properly.
A few tricks thrown in for good measure perhaps?
What ghosts may haunt us with yet unseen passions?
If that be the case, all you need do is put in a call to
your friendly neighborhood ghostbuster.
I kinda like that idea, as the old song goes,
Bustin makes me feel good!!!
A little somethin somethin to set the mood for this most
wickedly wanton time of year.
"Succubus"
Silent centuries pass with each fluid movement of her form.
Singular seconds evolve from passing glances to become
second sight in mental submission.
Snow white breasts and pink bud nipples swell with expectancy.
The velvet caress of liquid spice swathes her womanhood.
For what reason does this jezebel who rides the many headed
beast invite me to taste the fruit of her passions?
Seduce me with thine eyes, oh Medusa, for my heart has
long since turned to stone.
Scarlet, the color of her fingernails which strike in serpentine fashion.
Drawing from my chest the red stain of life, while the warmth and
wetness of her lips soothes each new wound.
Our eyes momentarily occlude the consummation of lust's embrace.
I ebb upon this realm of final sleep, as if some lost wave crashing upon
an ancient shore.
I sense your consuming heat upon my nakedness, surging
in release ,as my soul is wrested from my loins into Hell's fire.
Payment due the ferryman as we cross Styx hand in hand.