1 year ago. Friday, March 8, 2024 at 12:24 PM
Of him she is unaware,
A playful dance without a care,
Or . . . Is it?
Eyes deny ~ a dare?
. . . . . . .
Not a sound, hunting hound,
She will bolt at the first jolt.
Decadent scent
Mean with intent.
. . . . . . .
Shelter shed, she needs to be bred.
Heart beat heat - my meat
Lead the chase, just a taste
Fearful fearless one