Hunting prey
Creeping around in the darkest night, like a big Cat hunting prey, looking for that special girl, a girl who wants to play
Hunting for her high and low, the right girl I try to seek, she must be a Submissive but she can't be mild and meek
She must have some passion, some fire in her eyes, lustful and sexy but I guess that's no surprise
Curves in all the right places, sexy eyes and moistened lips, whose pussy's juices taste like heaven, so I can steal some sips
Prowling like a jungle Cat, I get a smell of her on the wind, she smells so inciting, i wonder has she ever sinned
Is she a innocent or does she know how to play the game, tonight if I catch up to her, her life will never be the same
My desires will cover her, I'll mark her with my teeth and scent, she will then belong to me, before my seed is spent
So now I'm getting closer, to the girl I'm hunting for, the scent if sex and lust from her, as just led me to your door
THE KINKY POET