Untitled Poem
by Goddess Michele

As he stands in the night
bathed by the moon's soft light
he feels in the winds
something's not right

With his sensitive ears
he hears it draw near
a telltale jingle
sends his senses
atingle

A branch breaks to his right
not to smile takes all his might
he knows what stalks him in this
lover's moon light

a scent his nose does find
thoughts of pleasure fill his mind

Arms embrace his waist
lips offered, his to take
a soft growl within the embrace
a caress along a face

Two men now complete in their place
a savage love not to be replaced.