The Leash
Dusk I wake... Sultry night... Caress the shade... Fly the light
Prowl the dark, choose a flower; Garden delight her scent devoured
Blonde, Brunette and Auburn hair; Lithe and supple my sport and fare
Morsel spied... Game selected; My craft, my cunning tried and tested
Heart warm and flesh so frail; Hunger rising full of need... Desire's height now I feed
In pain, anguish and rage... I scream and wail
My Angel's got me by the fork 'n' tail!