Hoo Is The Question

Light As A Feather In The Night ,

Owling As It Shed A Moon Shadow

Over The Terrain , Raptor's Rapture

In Prayer For Prey ;

Dark Park Black Cadillac On The Edge

Dark Mind In Son Of Light Bringer Glasses

Inside Toasting Champagne Planning Pain

For His Lady Of All Evening When The Odds

Were Against Him ;


Bats In The Belfry Of The Crumbling Church

Across The Street , A Straight And Narrow Path

He Had Never Walked But Rode On His Night Mare

When He Inverted The Crossing To The Otherside ;
 

Basic Black Was Back In Fashion On The Catwalk

As He Watched Her Stroll With Her Panther , Stilettos

Heeling Better Than The Feline As They Click Clacked

On Some Other Side Walk She Craved And Braved

Like A Bitch In Heat ;


He Watched Her To See Her , Not With Eyes Of Norm

Yet The All Most Are Not Privy To As They Just Look

With A Glance Of Lust Not Seeing The Red Rust Of

Blood Lining Her Lips She Sipped Like Her Fine Wine

As Divine As She Could Claim To Be , Cash On The Barrel

When She Gave Head ;


And Like The Night Eagle On The Hunt , She Cried Out

Rather Than In Some Within :

Hoo's Next ?