A little bit of me..like a hunk of bloody meat ;)

Dying To Love Her

        She is the wolf and I the hare, drawn by her force I enter her lair.

     My blood on her lips is a most erotic display and I shall die with a grin in her bed where I lay. My only regret was that I couldn’t stay.

    Though I won’t be ashamed indeed she quite thrilled me. I wasn’t truly alive until she had killed me.