She-Wolf



She stalks the night in search of him
Unwary heart without the sin
Of betrayal in his thoughts

And with such stealthiness she prowls
Without so much as e'er a growl
Regret an afterthought

She spies her prey and pins him in
Then sinks her bloody teeth within
His crippled heart begot

Her fangs are sharp and deep they grate
Leaving him to sanguinate
With eyes the devil wrought


J.W. Boswell
Copyright 2015











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