Den of Mayhem
Sprite gazelle grazes in thigh high gold
Dipped lips nibble nutrient dense heads
Shivered fright, ripe blonde blades hold
Whispered warning of what prey dreads
Sardonic posture, stealth purposed lion
Padding flattens flax pale wave swathes
Hunt pattern happens, heirachy's design
Instinct driving, predator blindly behaved
Spring legs scissor, her raced resistance
Twice sized eyes shine, adrenalin's elixir
Takes passage pointless flee in pinkened
Streaked attack stalker strike jaws victor
24th December
Taken by force
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