I am delightfully hidden in the sensually
undulating tall grass of the fertile plains,
as I hungrily prowl for my prey in the steamy
ethereal darkness of the night.
Passionately I move silkily through
the shadowy paths of the jungle floor
under the dim light of a crescent moon
following the exotic scent of my dinner.
Thrilling melodies play within my cold
heart as I silently track my lovely
unsuspecting victim.
With great anticipation urgent need
to feed pushes me steadily onward to the
grisly slaughter of another innocent.
Finally when the time is right,I pounce
from the darkness my eyes shimmering frighteningly
with blood thirsty desire,and sink my sharp fangs
passionately into her delicate throat,and drink with
a wonderfully satiating sense of delight.
Donavon Scott Vinson
