Do not think that I cannot sense your lust.
Your body reeks, your scent, I must.
Swiftly without notice, you pounce.
You are human, it is allowed once.
With feline speed I stop you there.
Preventing another attack you wish to dare.
My hands upon your tortured face.
Tearing you soul apart with undue haste.
Matching a dance of fevered skin.
Getting off from the burning within.
Finally achieving that peak of ecstasy.
Releasing need that's been buried for what seems a century.
Tangled bodies here we lay.
Mating as they say.
I have died from the joy I cannot mend.
Wishing this will never end.