incubus

basking in Purity, the incubus pulsed

with Hesitation; His

was a long-Shot, a sudden Flimsy glance

at an Unerring Mark -- he

saw her there, Supine, hinting

at prolonged reverie -- this

unrequited Imp

would lie

with Mind and Sense, confounding

Sleep to Achieve

a Supple union unasked and unforgiven --