In the Raw Like We Were Animals

Written by: shane solomon

He that stalks like the prey
Holy steps he takes towards me
Sniffing at the sour air, claiming my scent he travels on

He that struggles with me in a clothes fight
Tearing, ripping undergarments to dignity
Ravishing me like some form of beast

He that makes my heart pound
Drumming my pulse one stroke at a time
Creating a ungentle rhythm

He that my body calls to
Loudly with stares no words
How I wish of him to devour me