Time To Play A Game

It's midnight now
Time to play a game
Two souls intertwined
In a virtual realm
Notes are played
From an ancient rhythm
Souls engraved
In the darkest chasm
Darkness stained
By a sheet of white
On a female that glows
Like a wave of light
As she takes off her gown
She lets out a moan.
She looks at her prey
That she's about to kill
Emotionally and mentally
Not physically but slowly
Her prey is not afraid
It's about to get laid
The clock ticks on
As the game goes on
His sense is like a rod
More erect than any building
He winces as it throbs
Because she's already moving
She circles round and round
And gets faster every second
And the moaning gets so loud
Till the music has no sound.
The female moves faster
While her prey moans louder
Until that very moment
When no sound is heard.
A slow moving current
Sweeps through their head
It makes it's way through
their body and soul
They stay still until
The feeling is gone
Then it's midnight again
The clock stopped running
It's time to play a game
Until the break of morning.