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Dark Hunting

Falling through the shadows Slowly hunting my prey A beautiful creature Pale skin, red lips, black hair Tight corsette, hip hugging skirt, and knee high boots Too long has she taunted me She is the one I will take So I hunt through the shadows Waiting until she enters the middle of the woods Then I step behind her Hands on her hips She turns and smiles Kisses me Her hunger, almost as deep as mine Her hands on my breasts She tilts her head back exposing her sumptuous neck I bite, sinking my sharp teeth in deep Her blood flowing into my mouth I kiss her again, the blood trickling from my chin Trickling over her perfect bosom She reaches up to hold onto a tree branch As I slide her skirt up I take my fill of her sweet juice And fill her with what she desires And as I do I draw the knife from where it's strapped to my back At the final moment of ecstacy I stand up and slit her throat Her blood spilling down Over her perfect milky skin, and into the rich earth At last I am satisfied and I fall back Back into the shadows Into my home, awaiting the next one

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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