3d
Pangs of passion,
Flood through your fangs,
Heavy your head now hangs.
Banish these thoughts!
As you BANG-- your head--
Again--
Again!
Against the wall.
But hunger won't fade,
Nor the scent of the hen,
It lingers, it clings,
You can't help but recall,
A whisper, a wing,
Her breath, her call.
Flood through your fangs,
Heavy your head now hangs.
Banish these thoughts!
As you BANG-- your head--
Again--
Again!
Against the wall.
But hunger won't fade,
Nor the scent of the hen,
It lingers, it clings,
You can't help but recall,
A whisper, a wing,
Her breath, her call.
Written 31/03/25
This is from The *****'s perspective. I'll probably explore her character more later, her dynamic with The Hen is interesting. They both want the same thing, ***** just wont let herself have it.
This is from The *****'s perspective. I'll probably explore her character more later, her dynamic with The Hen is interesting. They both want the same thing, ***** just wont let herself have it.
