The Room

The entire room smells of blood

 Fresh blood

 The fragrance of wet pennies

 A palatable smell

 Offensive yet pure 

Life force 
Spilled in sadistic rage 

The walls imprison screams 

Victims of death 

Pathetic cries for mercy 

Gut - wrenching wails 

Ear piercing pleasure 

Vibrations 

Silenced in depraved glory 

The autopsy table 

A murderer’s stage 

Hard and unyielding 

Warm body on ice cold steel 

Unmistakable fear 

Stone cold 
 Final scene in twisted reason 

An eerie silence fills the room 

Waiting for the creak of the door… 

~DebTim~ 

The Spot Light

I walk into the room

There you are 

Standing all alone 

The only light in the room 

Shining on you 

 A spot light 

The sexual beat of the music 

Alive inside me 

Seductively I walk toward you 

Eying you up and down 

Admiring you -  imagining 

Gently I run my fingers up your side 

I feel your hardness 

I smile hungrily 

 Swaying to the music 

Grabbing you

I wrap my leg around you 

Leaning back

Pressing my heated center against you 

Gyrating my hips I get closer to you 

Feeling my inner heat rising 

The erotic beat of the music 

Flows through me 

Your hardness driving me wild 

I slide down your length 

Walking my hands up 

I grab hold of you 

 Smiling wickedly 

Suddenly I hear applause 

My face turns red 

As I let go of the pole 

 

~DebTim~