At the far end of town

Predator

It was one of those silent eerie night,

Where no soul dares to wonder around,

Even the moon hides behind the clouds

For he is out there somehow.

The angry young man is hungry,

Not of flesh but of company.

Will she acquiesce to his request?

Accept him in her life or treat him like a wandering guest,

Even though for him she will be a mistress,

Yet to his desires she is the sole heiress.

He had to possess her,

It was more of a need than a desire,

For she was the answer,

To his never ending torture.