Instinct
She would never try to conquer him;
She knows her place.
Her purpose is to serve.
Wild huntress,
Stalker in the night,
Crouches in reverence to his might.
Lone predator,
Ruler of all she sees,
Offers submissive,
Whimpering pleas.
Taking command,
He forces her still,
Something says, “bend to his will.”
Making known his rein, he plays his part,
Mounting, fire quakes her heart.
She waits with shear anticipation,
On the coming of elation,
Laying all power at his feet,
Never trying to usurp his seat.
August 4th, 2010 - 3:25 pm
Nice one. Love it.
October 20th, 2010 - 12:45 am
I couldn’t get into it until the end when he mounts. Kind of strange because she is a “huntress” which evokes Artemis but she is coy or submissive to the man which is quite opposite of the stalker in the night.
November 4th, 2010 - 7:49 pm
Wow these are really good i love them
December 1st, 2010 - 8:24 pm
THIS IS AN EXCELLENT VIEWPOINT IN NATURE AMONGST MEN AND WOMEN THERE IS A BALANCE UNSPOKEN!