Hunted in Love


She is being hunted in Love

She knows Her fate and yet She still dances through the trees

The air is alive with passion

Ancient hunger and primal desire

He can sense Her

He is close

His heart is pounding blood

His body aches to breathe Her essence

At last He catches a glimpse of the red dress that he is eagerly awaiting to tear from Her flesh

The moment has come for them both

To surrender in Love

Emma BethMusings