In a dark forest of dreams
Where light does not break
I search for my wolf
The grey-whiskered alpha
With piercing eyes and sharp teeth
I sense his presence
Feel him on edge
So I lay my hood on the ground
And wait for him to come
Eat me
Words: ©2021LCR
Image: No Claim
I love these saucy Saturday offerings! You do the double entendre quite well 😘
ReplyDeleteLol. Thank you. It helps me remember what day of the week it is. 😂😘 Something to look forward to.
DeleteEerily delicious.
ReplyDeleteThank you. I guess it depends on who bares teeth first. 😁
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