The wolf is at her
door
Shh he’s there to
implore
Come here my little
pet
Your fate with me is
set
She sidles over to the
beast
Is she going to be his
feast?
She sighs waiting for
a blow
But he approaches her so
slow
“Little red I need to
be fed,”
He tells her, “Now get
to bed”
“Remove your cape
Accept your fate”
“Become my faithful
mate”
She plays the game
Of give and take
The wolf she heard is
quite a rake.
But once to bed
Her pleasures she is
fed
The Wolf now so bold
Yes for her he has
that hold
The Wolf is at her
door
And will be hers
forever more
Her color so bold and
red
Alive and not yet dead
Ethan Radcliff
Deep, dark and alluring. Nicely done.
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