Alpha Male

You sink your
rough teeth into
my neck, marking
your territory on
my cold canvas
as blood rushes to
all the wrong
places, and your
muscular frame
hovers over
my malnourished
body. You stare
at your newly found
prey--the hungry,
helpless slab of meat
that could cure any
hunger you might
feel tonight. I hear
your stomach
rumble like the
thundering summer
sky. I see your
craving eyes stare
me down like a wolf
in the night. I might be
the main dish in
your 8 course meal,
but when you wake
up in the morning
will you be satisfied?

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