Sunday 16 February 2014

Hunt

100 days in coffin and reborn
the vampire sought new blood
but in the vicinity was nothing new
the same old creatures of the wood

the thirst burned her throat
yet the calm disguise ,a practiced skill
in her poise was a gradual thunder
that prepared her for the imminent kill

wandering she caught a glimpse
Of a creature in a new light
And sensed the blood in his veins,
Rushing hot, to her delight

On her heels, she went close
Only to be maddened by his youth
By the sheer dance in his shadows
And his silhouette so uncouth

A ruthless creature of night
He sensed her secret presence
And moved enough to let the winds
Inflame her more with his fragrance

Breathing heavily she licked her lips
As she neared her delicious prey
And in a swift move he thrust her back
To a tree from where she couldn't get away

Gasping for breath she fought for release
But he held her tight until she’d relent
And then they stared in each other’s eyes
While drawing in each other’s scent

And that one moment of contact
Ran tremors deep down her belly
But her thirst got the best of her
And she aimed for his throat of jelly

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