Dark Sentiments 2012 – Day 23: Spirit Quest
Posted By Randy on October 23, 2012
Last November I published a poem here that was finished too late to appear in Dark Sentiments – 2011. My Angelique is the strange story of a man who was one day visited by the Angel of Death, for the usual reasons, and seduced her instead. Carpe diem indeed!
This poem is a bit more explicit, and deals with some darker sexual themes. That means you should either leave immediately and come back tomorrow, or pour yourself a drink and slip into something more comfortable before reading further.
Spirit Quest
By LFM
The demon called the Succubus
Appears as young and fair.
With curves that are delight to touch,
And long delightful hair.
She hunts the night for virile man,
Then ravishes him at length.
Hour by hour she’ll ride him hard
Empowered by his strength.
She looks into his fantasies
And darkest heart’s desire
To find how best to set her hook
And stoke his carnal fire.
For this she enters through his dreams
While sleep doth hold its sway,
Delighting in his rampant state
The while she has her way.
But dream land is a haunted place
Where dwells some darksome things.
To hunt without permission there
Invites their hurtful stings.
I know all this because one night
A demon sought me out.
So sure she was, she entered in
Without a thought or doubt.
But blinded by her confidence
And everything she craved,
She missed another huntress there
And soon became enslaved.
I’m wed to such a huntress that
No demon can withstand.
Who poaches on HER hunting ground
Will feel her wrathful hand.
In my waking or my dreaming life
My Wife’s ne’er far away.
The demon learned that lesson then,
And still does, to this day.
Hers by right of conquest now
The succubus is kept
For the titillating torments
At which my Wife’s adept.
A succubus can be quite fun
When captured as a pet.
Though day may come she earns release,
It hasn’t happened yet.
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