She Wolf

My idle dreams roam far
to a land where spring
has a sweet fragrance

Where the wind plays and dances
on the river's clear surface

Where the wind devils fly
across the flat plains
stopping and admiring
the flowers as they spin away
to a land where the skies are clear

Where the streams and rivers flow
down the mountain side

Where the color green stretches far
and to hear the wolfs mournful cry
beneath the bright moon
listening to her mating call
to a land where the moon hangs
above the fragrant tree tops

Where the water clock runs out
and all is still yet nothing sleeps

Where the dim figures move
quietly down the mountain side
amongst the mist
I see the indistinct shadow
of a lonely wild wolf
something startles her
she gets up looks back
with a sad longing of a lustful she wolf
yet she sees nothing but her loneliness

Deep in the forest the night children dance
little whispers snarls and growls
even a laugh or two
some with blue eyes
and some with hazel
they raise a little hell
beware in there I pray tell

Feeding on what their mom offers
pulling and ripping the fresh kill
one looks up and sees
me standing in the trees
my eyes begin to glow
and soon they will know
I have come home to share

Suddenly the forest is still
all the birds stop their singing
and bugs halt squirming in the mud
for I am here to feed
and all will heed

From my skin they smell
a scent straight from hell
their mother looks at me
she bows her head and cowers

Listen to the sound of the night
can you hear it
taste your heart's sense of fright

I stride through the brush
my steps have no rush
the children of the night
kneel and bow
I raise my lip
and show my sharp teeth just a bit
for I am she wolf
and all do fear

I kiss their mother on the lips
I take her hand
and turn to walk away
for her body
is mine to lust
turning to the children
she beckons them to stay
for now she is my prey

Her breath is rapid
as I take her
making lustful love to her
in the height of my passion
I bite her neck
with a little scream
she begs for me not to kill

She gently laps at my body
bringing me some pleasure
for I can kill her at my leisure
suddenly the air is filled by my scent
and a loud yell I do vent
arching my back
head raised to the bloody moon

I walk away
but she knows I’ll be back another day
the fire in my soul
has been stilled for a while
turning back to her
she looks into my eyes
blue glowing fire
does she see
for I am she wolf
I lust for my fill
its flesh for fantasy

So beware if you come there
in the dark of night
for surely on your tender body
I shall bite
and make you mine
I want to rip you apart
wrap myself inside
your skin glistening
in the moonlight
capturing
the fabric of your flesh

I am she wolf
I am full of lust
why they call me
Lil Red Ride-Me-Good

By Samantha Campbell

Author's Note

not sure if its in the right category

Reviews

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

well someone is plagiarizing this poem as well her name is Renee Summers
yes she changed some things including the title but still. Here is the link http://www.gspoetry.com/lustful-she-wolf-erotic-poems-503586.html check it out for yourself and shes done this to a few other poems of mine

[The old me]

very well worded.

[Letemdangle]

Very riveting and passionate. You have a great imagination and are not afraid to explore it, the mark of a writer.

[Karina Anderson]

I liked reading it all the way through. I'm not one to really get into a serious free verse, but this was quite well. Enjoyed :] Shelving.

[Fabric Pulse]

Thought provoking.