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The Dead of Night

I wake in the night, feeling him draw near.
His presence is calling me,
screaming at every fiber in me.
I wake from my slumber,
my being numb at the thought of his touch.

The street lights are my only light,
though I don't need them.
The night is my cover,
but I know I'm safe as
long as he's looking for me.

I walk for a few miles,
or is it a few feet?
I reach the house,
his domain, the only
place I'm safe.

I open the door, and I see him.
He's on the couch, waiting for me.
He stands up and embraces me,
my nerves a complete mess of
ecstasy, a place of nirvana.

God, never let me wake
from this place of fantasy!

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It's not freaky scary, but it's the best I've got. Hope you like it!

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  • ennovy silver member
    September 6, 2007

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    Nice work my dear, I know he has summons you and you are accepting your fate...Thanks for entering my contest...novy


  • Amanda1
    July 20, 2007

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    I like this very much! Love how often times you can mix sensuality with fear - both such strong emotions and play off of each other so nicely. Excellent example of this theory in your write!


  • Trust Calvaire
    June 4, 2007

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    i luv fantasy its so much better than real life...anywho i luv it i really do its...i can relate to it...comfort everyone needs comfort good job bye bye