As the fox watches in the bushes, He notices two frogs minding their existence.
The fox stares at the water dwellers with ill intent in his heart, but as the fox waits for a time to strike. He soon comes to realize that he would intrude upon a scene he was not meant to see. As the fox retreats from the pond, much to the dismay of his empty stomach, he finds that his companion brought something for both of them.

Those who are most ready for a bad meal,
Are those who are starving.

Like warm silk
my lips move along your
lay lines

Awakening a primal fire
and need to drink from the cup
of wanton desires

This scares you because you know
I’ll do all it takes to lick the last seed
inside you...off my lips

You ache for my crazy ways
Admit it.

Be the reason the chicken
                        crossed the road..

Ask it to jump
                      in your bucket...

a hunger of unfulfilled love torments me
awaits in the half-shadow hiding from the world
it sometimes appears in your eyes
it's a greenish glow
it's a calling
it's like a touch that I almost feel
a spark that makes my feet catch on fire
and makes me run in the arms of temptation,
but the moon takes a walk with the stars
and takes you back into the shadow ...

a hunger of unlived life torments me
that lies in me and is growing now
more than ever I want you near
for you to know my world that I can no longer hide
one whisper, just one step closer
might be enough.