A Succubus's Pleasure
Men crave for pheromones, while women are their image of lust,
Women have the urge to pounce and attack
Once they capture them and are within their grasp, men are left in the dust
Who knows when that sensual arousal will ever come back?
The succubus will submit to the men’s needs
They’ll be in a trance so deep, that it will be nearly impossible to get them back on track.
They will have them wrapped up in a bundle on their neck, like a chain of beads
All vary from different proportions and colors, but none are the ultimate treasures,
Now, is the time for the succubus to feed!
Red is for passion, and blue is for euphoric pleasures
Balance, time, energy, and patience are the key
To have the succubus resorting to desperate measures.
When the two entwine that’s when men plea
As the succubus drain their life force away,
They will cease to exist, and are treated as pests looking for new victims such as fleas.
By: Rhonda Khut
(2014)
A piece for my creative writing class
Assignment: Create a romantic poem using slant rhymes
If you look closely, there is a rhyme scheme
Created: March 31
