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Primal

The smell �of your desire
overwhelms the senses...
Relinquishing all thoughts
of consequences.

An intoxicating
aphrodisiac...
Arousing the animal,
I can�t hold back!

Primitive needs and primal
urges now rule...
My mouth begins to water
dripping with drool.

Your fragrance permeating
throughout the air...
The call of your ripeness
is leading me there.

My hunger is heard loudly
within deep growls...
Desperately searching for
you...
I�m on the prowl.

Traces of your scent,
tiny droplets of blood...
The want of you flowing
like a raging flood.

Finally finding my
little bitch in heat...
You cower before me
as I sink in deep.