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The Huntress




I am evil incarnate, your worst nightmare. After midnight I find you, taking you unaware. My face brings you pleasure, my lips bring desire, my body you lust for, My strength you admire. But once we're alone, under cover of night, my hunger grows stronger, and you feel my bite. I taste of your nectar, I savor your energy, your life is now fading, as your strength flows through me. As the last of your spirit, ebbs slowly away, my hunger is sated, at least for this day. But when night falls tomorrow, I'll be ready for play, For I am the Huntress, And YOU are my prey.





M.R.H.
5-25-97