The dark poem in a male perspective. He Takes what he wants, literally, whether she likes it or not.

crouched hiding amongst the brush

eyes shift side to side

adrenaline coursing through my veins

breathing in the night air heavily

the lamp light flickers from a distance

her shoes clicking the ground with each step

my mouth begins to water

body lit like fire

i squirm

hunger growing with each step

nearer… come nearer…

my prey

insanity and raw need creeping in

so close i can no longer stand it

leaping out

she screams

pinning her

she struggles

gagging her

she cries

my body tingles in delight

she’s mine

grabbing her skirt

yanking it away

she won’t need that

she’s mine

the beast inside escapes

pants at my knees

spreading her thighs

our chests heaving

her eyes

so vulnerable

my prey

she’s mine

thrusting i take her

over and over

her tears start to fade

her body goes limp

but i don’t care

she’s mine

i use her

so close

the release calls to me

i need it

pulling her closer

i crush her beneath me

the release sweeping over my body

the electric wave of pleasure

she cries

thumb at her cheek

i kiss her tears

so beautiful

she’s mine

i pull away

i dress

never letting her go

i take her

pull her

guide her away

back behind the brush

back further to the car

tieing her

blinding her

throwing her inside the car

she’s mine

starting the car

she tries to scream

tries to kick

music to my ears

how i want her

i speed into the night

she’s mine at last

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