Though she knew it was only a dream,
How like life or death still did it seem,
As she fought to escape
From what? Murder or rape?
And nobody could hear her scream!
Tag: dream
The interpretation of dreams
Naked, soon to be raped, it would seem,
Her eyes fixed on the knife’s wicked gleam …
Then the blade at her throat,
And she screamed! On that note,
She woke, hot, drenched with sweat. Just a dream!
Libidinous angst
She woke up, panting, coming, hot, screaming!
Alone! Had she only been dreaming?
No something more literal!
Visceral! Clitoral!
Living, and being, not seeming!
Outrageous fortune
As a girl, her fond dream, which took wings,
Not to be, in the grand scheme of things…
No sweet children, no house,
Garden, dog, doting spouse…
Just a series of sad, sordid flings.
Vivid
She woke up having dreamed she’d been raped,
By a penis fantastically shaped,
And it still seemed so real, it
Seemed she could still feel it;
Her pussy still dribbled and gaped!
Eloise
Eloise has strange sexual dreams,
Dreams more vivid than life, so it seems,
Dreams so wild and perverse,
About gang-rape and worse,
That she wakes up and comes as she screams.