How she must kiss
How she must kiss
With cats dark eyes
She is surrounded by webs
Her lips are as rich as blood
Such secrets of wanting
She has the devils smile
Her claws, razor sharp
Filled with night sky
And her perfect figure
It lies there on the table
Legs spread
Emanating a tantalizing prospect
Of notions of intoxication
The feast
Positioned for all to see
But the consumption
Of this delectable morsel, is
Done with the rain
Hail and winds of steel
The night is over
It’s time to drive her home
I step away from the porch
A faint whimper comes from behind
Life has just begun