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Call of the Wild
And so my mind wanders back to that night, under the full moon, when I grasped at your hair pulling your head back. With muscles tensing, and my claws ripping at your skin, I open my mouth and close my jaws on your throat, scraping at your delicious skin with my canines. Fighting with every inch of humanity to not tear your skin, and joyously drink down your blood, I feel your body pleasantly quiver and undulate in my arm, and your purring resonates in my ears. Do your still hear these thoughts in your dreams, do these images still skim across your consciousness, does the residue of my blood still cling to your lips, and does that bronzy taste sit on the back of your tongue? It does for me. And yes.... I still feel my lionesss' hair curled around my claws. My beasts of this realm, fill my ears with your questions, as I howl my feelings into the moonlit night. Do you hear it, as a chip of alabaster falls from the ever-present crack in my heart.
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