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during the sleep

 
I slept.
the rain was nice to hear last night.
such thoughts roamed through my mind.
as if, the beast had started his hunt.
movement so deliberate.
cutting eyes piercing the woods.
the panting quiets as the heart races.
the crouch,
as the sleek body blends amongst the trees.
the wanting prey.
solemn, a mystic trance.
the pounce of the beast tears flesh.
the exuberance of passion as the submissive folds into the grasp.
as all… is at a stand still.
my mind wonders,
the rhythmic sound of raindrops,
would this be the way?
the passion would fill me
ravishing the body,
I love.
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