My Wolf

I am afraid to fall, but I am falling
I can hear his spirit call, and it’s calling
I am growing weaker, on my knees I am crawling
 
The wolf to my lamb
I might be his biggest fan
Oh lord and his fingers damn
Yes I am talking about you Dan

Please touch me
Let my kiss be
Kindred spirits as I become we
Give him my heart, maybe lock and key

Earthly matter, solid as the ground
I was quite lost, but now I am found
Skirt hiked up, but panties down
Groans and Moans, I crave his sound
Wetness drips from my mound

Enter my temple, your the high priest
Keep penetrating, even if my cries cease
I don’t even mind if you become more, and I somehow least
Graze me wolf and feast

“And I'm free
I'm free fallin'
Yeah, I'm free
Free fallin'” - Tom Petty