SWEET SONG OF DEATH

Trekking through the jungle
the hunter heard a beautiful song
coming from nowhere,
until he saw the skylark
hovering above him.

He followed its playful flight…
amused by its song, he got lost.
Lost in the sense of time
because before he knew it,
darkness crept throughout the jungle floor
like a flashflood without warning.

Behind the curtain of blooming shrubs and bushes—
a naked, sexy lady bathing in the babbling brook
greeted his gazeful eyes and got bewitched
by the beauty whose long flowing hair
shine like gold when kissed by the moonlight—
peeking through the trees
with shadows dancing with the whispering winds.

The naked, sexy lady and the hunter—
an envy to behold: entwined, thrusting, slithering…
her devilish moans accentuated his bestial craving,
his fingers were meandering through every curves
of her voluptuous, silken body as she tamed the beast
to the last drop of sweet nectars and crimson blood.

They made love until the lady sang the blues—
the same tune the hunter heard from the skylark,
which put him to sleep, never to wake up forevermore…
Every year come Halloween, men vanish without a clue
Be forewarned: stay away from the jungle before dark!