Apparently two hours is all that it takes
to turn two people round and jack up the stakes
that day would burn inside their heads
and into the night as they lay in their beds
the kiss, the bite, the passion between
hidden beneath and forced to be unseen
it was two days after their wilderness kiss
her lover's unknowing ignorance bliss
she couldnt stop thinking of the wolf that had held her
and neither could he, of the cat as he smelled her
the forbidden fruit, bound by a ring they both knew was there
they bit into it and tasted the sweet flesh that was bare
she struggled to hide her newfound fire
nothing could raise the stakes any higher.