Wakened By Desire

 Head upon my pillows,
I dreamed a dream so real,
I wake in a cold sweat,
Raging desire's what i feel.
A fire coursing through me,
My body like molten gold,
I need a cigarette badly,
If the truth must be told.
I feel the dark presence,
Belonging to the hands of silk,
It flies before I can identify,
But I've beheld before your ilk.
Oh Incubus, you cruel demon,
Preying on my body in the dark,
Waking me from a sound sleep,
Fluttering away as if on wings of a lark.
Leaving my body in a state
Of desire so finely honed,
Waking up my raging fire,
Then leaving me alone.
I didn't need to awaken,
I didn't need this today,
Oh Incubus, satisfy this cruel desire,
Or go the Fuck away!