~The Wolf~

My lamb listen for me in the night.
I am always near but never in sight.

Whenever the wind blows and the moon is high.
Listen for the faint sound of my baying cry.

I am searching for your scent.
Longing to be at your side.

The wolf must feed.
Fangs bared, no need to plead.
His lamb is what he needs.

The lady's throat so pale and so fair.
So exposed, so naked and bare.

It is the wolf's teeth that the lamb welcomes there.
She tells him to approach with her welcoming stare.
Under his spell, Nature ensures the game is not fair.

Now lay back and welcome my teeth.
At long last my fangs offering merciful relief.

Sweet ecstasy, the gift these fangs bequeath.

~Billy, 2010

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