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Animal LoveLike a turtledove cooing in the early light of dawn her velvety voice soothes the savage beast within as a lion devouring its prey her sweet love eats me alive like a cheetah racing over the African plains my thoughts constantly run toward her as a crocodile's strong grasp upon its victim her grip is powerful upon my surprised heart like a mother eagle protecting her young she feeds comforts and makes me feel secure as a wolf howling hungrily at the full moon her love fills my heart with a savage hunger for love that can only be satiated by her. Donavon Scott Vinson Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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