Screams

Brisk night air
Mixes with warm breath
And the scent of long past desire
Fufilled by moans of love
And haunting screams of ecstacy.

Ravenousness eyes hungrily watch
As confused hands fumble with clothing
And coy fingers become laced
In silky pale hair.

The curtains billow
In front of the open window
And the shouts of a child
With disturbing dreams
Saturate the once serene air.

The fervor is gone
And all that remains
Is the subliminal wanting
Of a past due sensation.

Gaia Name: Yual