The beast in the darkness
Calls, beckons, lurks
Foot steps heard close by.
Crackling leaves break under feet
Her scent she knows he longs for
Her eyes light up with intrege
Yet she is not afraid.
The darkness she dances
A place for beautiful dark souls.
She knows to well what he seeks.
She feels it in her soul
The hunger he feels rushes
through his body
Pulsates, Twists and turns
She can see it as if it where
lightning in the sky
Overtaking his senses.
Rationality lost only
Primal instincts take hold
Leaving him with nothing but
The hunger to hunt
To follow his call
To pursue his lustful desires.
To consume to feed the craving.
She longs to be taken
It calls deep in her soul.
Claimed left naked and raw
The only thing remaining her soul
He listens close to
Each beat of her hart
Lips licked with the
Quickening of its stride
I fear not the beast
To crave the breath of the best
To fell warmth on ones skin
Watching wating for opportunity
Lustful desires run in my mind
1 year ago. February 12, 2023 at 12:11 PM