The moon shows itself again
I awake with a ravenous urge
Absorb the thick air into my lungs
I sense that you are out there
Somewhere in the lust-provoking night
Releasing sexy pheromones into the sky
Flown to me from you by bats
I anticipate your physical arrival
Growing more rigid and impatient every second
In my head I’m hunting you
When you are finally caught
You will belong to me
I will rip off your garments
Strip your defenses
And sink into your mortal soul
I’ll dine on your beauty
You are much darker on the inside
A caged passion pent up ready for release
I will soothe your every fiber
Nibble on the core of your existence
Lick my way to your longing
And eject my venom deep into your being
Then you will burn with the hottest fire
We will intertwine in this internal flame
Together we form the glory of darkness
Unite the circle of wicked wanderers
And we stand at the threshold of a new view
Eager to populate with an evolved society
To bring the darkness into the light
For the world to contend with its majestic might
Copyright 2003 Loser Johnson
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