Predator
Yon wan maiden piques my interest. Sir, is she betrothedTo you, or known to you in any way? If not, stand back.
I'll play the panther, striking quickly. She'll be through.
If so, then I will be a python, in the background, moving
Slowly. One day, she will be enveloped, carried quietly
From you. Either way, so wan is she that she must
End up mine.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2018-12-04 at 22:09
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