Whispers.

Whispers.

She comes to you in your nightly dreams
With crying eyes and silent screams
Be one with me she whispers sadly
In your dreams you succumb gladly

Awake and rising you slumber on gently
Taking comfort in her duties of plenty
Your belly is full your tit bits are taken
You have no worries you are not mistaken

She comes to you in your dreams
With reddened eyes and no more screams
Her blood has dried and blown away
She whispers what she has to say

She comes to you in your dreams
Awake and rising to your silent screams
She tries to sooth your bleeding soul
Though the adulteress, has now, taken control.

Kazlee. July 2008.