Rain pounds against the ground
Masking the ravenous sounds
Howling toward the moon
The change is coming soon
Letting out the animal within
Piercing eyes burn through skin
Silently stalking the prey
An inescapable cabaret
The alluring stare
Running fingers through hair
Swiftly moving in the night
Concealing the ancient rite
Partaking in the feed
Entwined flesh fulfilling the need
Yearning for a constant high
The succubus is close by
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Very true to life words, Amanda. You’ve touched the source. Well done.
Thank you