The thrill of the hunt
I want you to go on and run, I'll soon pick up your scent, then once you're caught I'll have my way, my desires are hell bent
I run you down like I'm the lead hound of a baying pack, once I've got my claws into you, I'll have you on your back
I'll give you a good head start, run as fast and as far as you can, my instincts will find you, I'm such a ravenous kinky man
A wild animal on the hunt, I want to sip your pussy's wine, there's no place I will not find you, I swear tonight you're mine
Once caught I'm going to gnaw at your flesh, run my claws along your spine, the bruises and the bite marks, will show the world you're mine
I will smell your fragrance in the air, I'll follow you through my ears and nose, I'll track you until you're caught and once again I'll own your Rose
How I love to play hide and seek, I so enjoy the thrill of the hunt, especially when the winning prize is, I get to use your moistened cunt
THE KINKY POET