With her jaws locked tight,
in a vicious feed..
To satisfy her hunger,
to fullfill her need...
She tugs as she drinks,
as her inner is filled...
With eyes wild and glowing,
from the hunt, from the kill...
Licking her fingers,
not wasting a drop...
the killing continues,
till the struggling stops...
She raises from her prey,
and straightens her back...
Fixes her flowing hair,
of raven black...
Gently she wipes away,
the remanence from her lips...
Straighten's up her petty coat,
pulling it down towards her hips...
Walks down the alleyway,
to find another led astray...
She smiles and she winks,
ensnaring another with her sway...
Bella Dharq