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A Dream Fulfilled
(written for Romantic_Head’s “Erotic Thriller” competition)
Inspired by the 1928 silent film [i]Pandora’s Box, where the girl Lulu, whose beauty has inspired such tragedy in others, meets her match, Jack the Ripper.
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I do not know it yet
but I have been wandering
the streets for you
I’m a woman who has released
such tragic outcomes
the deepest darknesses within others
perhaps it is because
of the impossible beauty
I was granted
as soon as I see you
I want you
my blood
obeying your eyes
movement
rhythm
you are like a panther
curled in fog and shadows
shielding my nakedness
with your tan trench coat
from the night
no words pass between us
the hunger in your eyes
mimics mine
as you lead me
into an attic room
I light a candle
for it is Christmastime
I have finally been given
the gifts I deserve
poverty
homelessness
sorrow
somehow I am still merry
in the glow of the flame
you reach for me
straddle me upon your lap
I feel your erection
straining against
the tattered silk of my dress
I welcome it
our mouths lock
I am filled with you
your hand on the part of me
stretched wide with yourself
it is then
and only then
I have met satiation
climax
for lack of a better word
love
soon your knife
shall caress my throat
cold steel pressed lovingly
against my fevered skin
there shall not be a scream
merely a softened sigh
I shall meet
with what I have longed for
forever
though I never even knew
death
by a sexual maniac
Inspired by the 1928 silent film [i]Pandora’s Box, where the girl Lulu, whose beauty has inspired such tragedy in others, meets her match, Jack the Ripper.
[/i]
I do not know it yet
but I have been wandering
the streets for you
I’m a woman who has released
such tragic outcomes
the deepest darknesses within others
perhaps it is because
of the impossible beauty
I was granted
as soon as I see you
I want you
my blood
obeying your eyes
movement
rhythm
you are like a panther
curled in fog and shadows
shielding my nakedness
with your tan trench coat
from the night
no words pass between us
the hunger in your eyes
mimics mine
as you lead me
into an attic room
I light a candle
for it is Christmastime
I have finally been given
the gifts I deserve
poverty
homelessness
sorrow
somehow I am still merry
in the glow of the flame
you reach for me
straddle me upon your lap
I feel your erection
straining against
the tattered silk of my dress
I welcome it
our mouths lock
I am filled with you
your hand on the part of me
stretched wide with yourself
it is then
and only then
I have met satiation
climax
for lack of a better word
love
soon your knife
shall caress my throat
cold steel pressed lovingly
against my fevered skin
there shall not be a scream
merely a softened sigh
I shall meet
with what I have longed for
forever
though I never even knew
death
by a sexual maniac
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