At days end, the sun descends towards the horizon
The sky is painted in vivid hues, the moon is rising.
Crepuscular creatures stir, as I slither my way
Through shaded undergrowth, absorbed in search of prey.
Gliding taut-bellied moves, my dance is exotic
Scales aglow and shimmering; the display hypnotic.
I am aroused by his scent, he is musky and strong
Wrapped in furs, my pulse quickens, it’s for him that I long.
“I must ravish you rodent”; I rear up high and strike
Mouth wide, I swallow you whole, my succulent delight.