April 28, 2016

Hungry at 4:00 a.m.

maxresdefaultI fell asleep on the couch 

awoken by a noise within my dream

sleep still nestled within my eyes

a beep from the phone

a message

at 4:00 am


my vision obscured

she is not asleep

her text hints of

frightening pleasure

I’m always guilty

my sin

is original

she has been my first

in destruction

in thirst

in lust

of unknown landscapes

in crimes of tongue


my climb up the stairs

not hurried


but eagerness

tortures steely

between my legs

I want the conquer

with fangs that cut

I want to stalk her out of her soul

It’s not over till I can feel burns

from crosses

upon my back

I smell her waiting for me


I climb in behind her

my hand upon her hip

my intentions of destruction

my lips bite at her neck

my control whispers over her

I leave her tortured


from the wet of my mouth

upon her

down on her

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About PJ Secluded

Introspective writer working on first manuscript. Writer of original series, poems, musings of sorts and the occasional manic prose. My main blog is an original series seen through the eyes of the lesbian protagonist Burgess. With her brood of studs, they conquer fear and tragedy, embracing love and the experiences between close friends. I have been writing for just a little while now and found a true passion for it. I want to help others through my writing discussing sensitive issues that affect the LGBTQ community in a unique fashion


Lesbian erotica, Lgbtq, Poetry, Uncategorized


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