fantasy writer...

fantasy writer...

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Hunting

Cunning little Fox rushing in and invading my forest

Clever little  Fox chasing me with hunger in your dark eyes

Charming little Fox pressing sharp teeth against my delicate skin

But remember this my tricky little Fox

I have tasted your pulse in my mouth,

Thick against my tongue, sweet delicious candy.

Shall we go hunting again...

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