Submitted by Spencer DiSparti.
She comes to me with hunger
In her eyes. A temptress of the night!
A succubus, she preys upon my mind.
The taste of seduction dancing on her tongue…
My heart quickens its pace to every sensual
Step she takes. Her pale beauty luminous
In the astral moonlight. Her lips quiver
In anticipation as she wraps her arms about my neck.
We entwine in a passionate embrace.
Her mouth the taste of deadly nightshade—
A black rose that withers my senses.
At last she pulls away, her image changes,
A shifting shadow. The face of beauty
Now aged and weathered.
Her cracked lips curl into a mirthless grin—
A peal of laughter pierces the air
As the world sways beneath my feet
And my mind surrenders to oblivion.