She stood over me like
A hungry wolf
Who had only known
What it was like to be stood over
In the night of her own bedroom
By a hungry wolf
With her blood in his eye.
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❤👽
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*** This is gonna get awkward and uncomfortable again really soon, isn’t it? ***
*** When one purge ends and I finally catch my breath, another starts to swell and crest, and come directly for me. This next one will be a squall…. ***
*** “Hungry wolf” is a very cliché metaphor for a sexual predator but in my memory, she is a wolf. There is no metaphor here. ***
All storms are birthed from droplets… and eventaul ever storm runs out of rain.
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I love that. ❤
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Circular beasteality sex. ❤
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Lol… not exactly….
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