Man Hunt

The Moon is out
The air feels just right
almost romantic
She will out on a hunt tonight
The woman in white
with windy dark tresses down her back
Wearing a pale colored saree molded especially for her frame
It sparkles in the light
The anklets dance on her two feet and the thin belly chain shimmers with her mesmerizing gait
She sighs and continues down the road
Not a soul in sight
Walking with only with the help of a kerosene lamp
Which further illuminated her features
the light continued to splash on her face
revealing iridescent eyes
maroon lips
and the smallest beauty mark above the upper lip
She is on the hunt for a man
One who will keep her company and fill her appetite
There is no type but it has to be a man
in the 24-30 range
they taste the best and make her feel extra feisty in the mornings
There is something in the distance
a big burly type thing
holding something
He makes his way closer to her
She looks tantalizing he thinks and smiles to him self
the woman in white quickens her pace and makes her way to him
He doesn't ask for details as their eyes meet and stay locked on each other
How much further do we have to go
why not just start here
she laughs in the dark
no baby just a little further
She continues walking to her small cottage
in the middle of nowhere
where there is no security and no distractions
He smiles at her so gullibly  
and follows her unaware of his fate
This is going to be so much fun
she thinks to her self