The Capture

The sweet smell of innocence enticed you, my hunter.
The spell of seduction made me the prisoner of your desire.
You ravished me in your arms, poisoned my sweet lips, and bit me with your gnarling teeth to have me only as yours.
I fought the temptation to give in to your captivating grasp, but the enticing smell of my hunter melted away all attempts of resistance.
You had me at your feet.
You looked at me with pitty-filled eyes and you proceeded to devour me to satiate your lustful appetite.
You had of the meat you preyed for.
You sucked my bones dry...