She-wolf
Listen to her growl
Baying at the lifeless moon
She is on the prowl
Roaming the darkest streets
Her blood red claws dig into the ground
Her nose in the air looking for a scent
She wants a man to quench her passions
Desires so powerful they are no longer human
Her prey doesn’t know she is hunting
She sinks her claws into him as he walks by
Her fangs force him to submit to her
She holds him down and ravishes his body
Taking only what she wants and ignoring the rest
The she-wolf has won the night
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