Maps of discovery carved with claws

Boundaries drawn and scratched on skin

And within

Adventure tasted through teeth

Tearing at clothes and what lies beneath

Tangled truths gasped unaware

A web, a trap

Spun from half discarded underwear

Patterns etched with firm hands

On a soft, pale,landscape

And the white flag risen in surrender

Is grasped, clasped

With both hands

‘Mine’ she gasped

And declared

Watching intently as both his teeth and his passion he bared

In one last bid to save himself from her savage claim

Before becoming fully ensnared

A beast about to be slain.



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