She Wolf

She prowls in hunger

Tongue thirsty for flesh

Mind empty and dark

Only thing she craves is physical touch

The danger is great

She roams unsatisfied as she hunts

Future victims wander aimlessly, awaiting her arrival

She has the face of an angel

Seductive body of a dragon

Voice purring as soft as a kitten

Her eyes are her weapon

Mesmerizing her prey with ocean-like depths

They remain a soft green, that unlike any other wolf

Taught by the best

Showing no remorse for her victims

The kill is never difficult

Minds are left weak

Bodies left ravaged

Still she moves on

Her craving is insatiable

Always ready for the next morsel

The hunt goes on

sunshinegirl23 sunshinegirl23
36-40, F
5 Responses Feb 8, 2010

unrealistic and unsatisfied... yeah, it kinda sounds like my love life (lol) - so I just try to enjoy the intensity of the moment... mmmm<br />
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but anyway - I am glad u liked this poem... thank you for reading and posting such a sweet comment

I am not hunting on purpose... I just love connecting with people

well I wish there was no pain... but I do not like being world weary... I would prefer to be an innocent romantic (if you can believe it) but due to human nature I have to use this beautiful 'she wolf' beast to protect my precious and tender heart...

Thanks! This is one of my favorites. This was during my transition period and changing from a naive innocent into a predatory ‘playa’ =)<br />
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It is better to consume than to be consumed...<br />
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Good Times!

beautiful is the first word which comes to my mind...