My Lovely Alpha Lady
Having been bitten, I no longer see the moon
spend my evenings once a month
chained, within a room
My loved ones and friends think I go on holiday
sowing my wild oats and urges
a couple of days, to get away
Have as yet not tasted, the blood rage and the feast
not remembering the change
unaware, of the beast
Turned by a chance encounter, back in June
her teeth in my shoulder
not to her charms, immune
A simple tryst and lustful rendezvous
her eyes, deep pools of want
wild stranger, passing through
I know she'll come looking, eventually
wondering what, and where I am
my world and life essentially
forever to be damned
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