I close my eyes
And I see his
I take a deep breath
And I breathe his air
I stretch my tongue passed my lips
And I can taste his
Primitive dance of the hunters
Drums start beating
He leaps, I lunge.
Drumbeat quickens
I snarl, he growls.
Pounding rapid strikes of the drums
Lust explodes
The flesh and the fur torn from our bodies
We wrestle on the ground in hunger
Can’t fight the rising fire within
Sweat and blood dripping
Writhing and howling
The beast will not be put down
Nov 14, 2013
Nov 14, 2013 at 12:13 AM UTC
I close my eyes
And I see his
I take a deep breath
And I breathe his air
I stretch my tongue passed my lips
And I can taste his
Primitive dance of the hunters
Drums start beating
He leaps, I lunge.
Drumbeat quickens
I snarl, he growls.
Pounding rapid strikes of the drums
Lust explodes
The flesh and the fur torn from our bodies
We wrestle on the ground in hunger
Can’t fight the rising fire within
Sweat and blood dripping
Writhing and howling
The beast will not be put down