Shewolf
Bleak dark forest
frost on the ground
cold nipping at skin
twigs cracking
distant howls
and loud growls
A girl in the day
a wolf at night
searching for her prey
a magical sight
Beautiful grey fur
long and smooth
piercing yellow eyes
envisioning your demise
Hearing footsteps
smelling fear
tastebuds exploding
as you draw near
Gentle footsteps
creeping up behind
down low prowl
scared out your mind
heavenly beast
doused in grace
now you see her
face to face..
Bearing sharp teeth
thick saliva dripping
her hunger takes over
your flesh she is ripping
You try to scream
it's too late to run
blood gargles in your throat
choking, a melody unsung
Belly gloriously full
blood on a furry face
satisfied, she walks away
still with beauty and grace
Copyright © Karen Porter | Year Posted 2013
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