The Prey.

We all have dark desires.....we all have lust that is requires. Flesh and Blood, Scream and Moan. We all have desires.....sometimes not of our own.....

I awake one day and head to market
and upon my eyes I see my prey
such young youth and pale skin.
Tis her I get should I win.
My lips are dry my mouth wet,
My eyes light up with malicious glee.
Oh the beauty of it is that she does not see....
What kind of beast in front of her be...
I stalk her in the shadow, I trace her scent,
it is as t'was meant.
Dusk approaches and darkness falls.
My predatory instinct calls.
She takes a right, I take a right,
she takes a left, I take a left,
She starts to run, oh now begins the grotesque fun
I grab her neck and bring her down
I begin to tear apart her gown, such lovely fruit she bears
Her bosoms are as fine ripe pears...
She screams she shouts, I can see her doubts.
I thrust myself deep inside her, she yells leave me be you black hearted cur!
I smile in joy as I make her my toy, I am a predator I have hunted my prey
Now I shall have with her....my way.
...I awake the next day and head to market,
 Today is the day I hunt that prey.....

~Dorian Wolfe

Reviews

[Michael G. Smith]

I think everyone is afraid to comment here. I can't say much but, why would you post something such as this? It's vile in every way. Honestly.

[Dorian Wolfe]

Why not? One must not be afraid of what goes on in ones mind, at least I am not ashamed and hide from such thoughts. Guess it is why I am still a free man so to speak and still in control of my own self ;)