Huntswoman Tale

Suddenly my inspiration is back!  
Who knew….  
It would take me seeing you again to write again,  
Damn you, sexy man  
The way my eyes drooled at the glimpse of you.  
It excites me the game you play  
Esthetic, the fact I want you so badly yet  
You continue to show me  
I cannot always have everything I want,  
But I am way past want  
You’ve become a much needed necessity.  
So arousing, the urges you’ve awaken in me  
Damn you, sexy man  
The way your dreads lean against your shoulders,  
Flow down your back like a stream of natural essence.  
Your sun kissed skin in day light, a target quarry  
how it excites me…….. the chase,  
I’m the hunter you’re the prey  
Or is it the other way around and it’s just the game you play,  
Either way, I will make it my personal business  
To have you serve up on a platter,  
Like the delicacy that you are  
And I will consume and devour your sustenance  
Until I am wholly satisfied.