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exquisite hunger
He meets her at dusk,
it's always the same.
Below the maple,
the maiden awaits.
This time is different,
he touches her tongue.
Then he blindfolds her,
and guides her along.
An entrance descends,
along the street's paseo.
Lit in lanterns low,
it's very discrete.
There are other guests,
hooded, and seated.
A stately table,
silently they sit.
He stops her just near,
removes her garments.
Exposed, feeling faint,
he lifts, and lies her,
center the table,
she quietly moans.
Palates moisten quick,
as servitors come.
Adorning her in
plump, eatable treats.
Creme, sweetly whipped for
a succulent tease.
Fruits covering,
relaxed, she drifts deep.
He grins, gesturing
to his famished friends.
The feast shall commence,
she's tender and weak.
Knives glint and shimmer
she barely whimpers.
Overly eager blades
graze her shallow.
For him and his need,
she'll live to see dawn,
with scars to fondle,
and nights to prolong.
it's always the same.
Below the maple,
the maiden awaits.
This time is different,
he touches her tongue.
Then he blindfolds her,
and guides her along.
An entrance descends,
along the street's paseo.
Lit in lanterns low,
it's very discrete.
There are other guests,
hooded, and seated.
A stately table,
silently they sit.
He stops her just near,
removes her garments.
Exposed, feeling faint,
he lifts, and lies her,
center the table,
she quietly moans.
Palates moisten quick,
as servitors come.
Adorning her in
plump, eatable treats.
Creme, sweetly whipped for
a succulent tease.
Fruits covering,
relaxed, she drifts deep.
He grins, gesturing
to his famished friends.
The feast shall commence,
she's tender and weak.
Knives glint and shimmer
she barely whimpers.
Overly eager blades
graze her shallow.
For him and his need,
she'll live to see dawn,
with scars to fondle,
and nights to prolong.
Published 29th Jun 2014
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29th Jun 2014 10:22pm
what a sumptuous feast you lay out, Angel. a sensual cannibal has infiltrated you, provocatively...
Anonymous
- Edited 16th May 2018 10:06pm
1st Jul 2014 4:10am
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1st Jul 2014 4:29pm
What a dining experience this would be, just to be chosen to attend would be heaven, what a gift to share such a treat with friends, parts of me knowing it serves his thirst as much as mine, but still we dine. Love the images that this poems projects. Memories being carved, yet sensually beautiful aura maintains throughout.
Anonymous
- Edited 15th Apr 2019 9:40pm
2nd Jul 2014 1:09am
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Anonymous
- Edited 17th May 2018 3:35pm
31st Jul 2014 5:57pm
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5th Aug 2014 8:00pm
Cannibalism an orgy or rape? Intriguing write blue_angel. I will ponder over this.
