The Wolf's Cry

I tapped my toe impatiently
Longing for this one desire

And as the moon glowed
A deep harvest red
I saw him

Saw him staring at me
From across the field
I winked
Shook my hips
Pouted my crimson lips
And curled my come hither finger

I twirled with my hand reaching towards the sky
My long black skirt billowing

And he came
Staring
A sultry smile playing on his pale lips

I batted my lashes
Tugged at his cold, pallid hand
And ran into the night
The moon and stars lighting my path

I felt free
I felt sexy
I felt

My one desire take hold
And I stopped dead in my tracks to face him

I could feel his longing
Felt my desire rise

He came closer

AHH! His scent was so strong
It lulling
Making me weak

I succame to his touch
As he reached out to touch my cheek
I trembled as his hands slid up my sides

Then it hit
The desire to see blood spilt!

I played along
Kissed his neck
Scratched at his pale, white back

I smiled pretty
Pearly whites showing

He pulled me close
The longing set in

I wasn't going to play with my food this time

I felt his hand slide up my thighs
And I grabbed it
The dagger hidden so carefully

And then
The wolves cried
Chilling the already crisp night air

I left a single rose petal on his chest

Followed the moonlit path
Back to the ritual
A coy smile playing on my lips