Helpless Lips

See the young ones, eyes so bright
The pounding passion of their hearts
With energy of love so filled
With every kiss so sweet distilled
And tapped through my seductive arts

Preoccupied with daily needs
Their adult world bereft of joy
Against the wisdom that they learn
They dream of childhood, how they yearn
To be my plaything, be my toy

What do they see when they see me?
The one they want, the one they need
Such ecstasy in dreams-come-true!
Their happiness will be mine too…
With lips on helpless lips I feed

About Frank

A Sci-Fi & Fantasy author and lyrical poet with a mild obsession for vampires, succubi, goddesses and Supergirl.
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11 Responses to Helpless Lips

  1. Dark one, Frank. Gave me the chills! Well done.

  2. BroadBlogs says:

    Well, there’s a turn of events.

  3. Beautiful and fierce. Great twist at the end.

  4. purehaiku says:

    oh this is creepy! initially I thought, this is different – but by the end… brrrrr!

  5. Noora says:

    Wonderful work, Frank! I absolutely love the “helpless lips”.

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