Little Lamb

I am wolf
In shepherd’s clothing
I see ewe
Little lamb
My long tongue
Drips …
With anticipation
Diamonds for ewe
Just one taste
And lick of fleece
Feel my rough
On your soft
Pink white skin
My plan …
To de-flock
And chase ewe
Into submission
Through blood red eyes
With ears pricked
I lust & listen
Beneath my panting
Your little heart bleats
And for one mad second
Ewe is mine
I show mercy
But fear
Takes ewe from me
Fleeing fast
Ewe scampers away
Don’t look back
In case ewe stumbles
And if ewe do
Will only see
I do not follow
I merely stay
Where I am
Entranced …
By ewe