Predator

16 Jul 2008

·Calliope

Calm cool & collected Predator becomes my prey High level executive Molded like childhood clay Unfamiliar Territory Very uncertain Terrain Un-earthing buried passions Is the nature of my game Let me start out slowly At your directed speed While I detect your weakness And your every need You can sit and talk to me Across the table wide I've learned your hunting strategy It's written in your eyes I can see you trembling now Your trying not to show The young man thats inside of you Ready to explode Just a little longer love While planets do align The kill will happen soon enough And you my dear are mine

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