Sunday, April 13, 2014

I Hunt

I Hunt

by: M. MacMinn

I hunt, everyday.
I do not attack, but at times pursue.
I plot and plan.
I think like a man.
I want you.

I want your body wrapped around mine.
I want to watch your face scream,
satisfied, pleased, complete.

I want to feel your muscles pulse,
responding to my pressure.

Twinge and quiver.

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