It's Not Her Fault (Wolf)

You leave your naked throat exposed
and ask the wolf
Where his bloody roses are?
Pleasures victim!!
Can you not feel the thorns in your back,
the bruised petals?
These teeth bite hard!
Harder than my biting words,
forcing such easy,  eager,  submission
roses or not!!!
You drop under the command
of my aggression
Delighted,
that you have no choice to make
more difficult than
'How loud should I moan?'
What's the matter?
Cat got your tongue?
Ha Ha Ha!!
NO! Wolf's got your throat!!

DOWN!      DOWN!
Beneath my teeth,  DOWN!!!

Your lifes blood rests under my fangs.
Just quiver and wilt!!
Blame it on the feral wolf
If that's what lets your passion free!
Blame it on me!
Blame it on the wolf,
and not your need!
If that's what makes you feel
unstained.
Let me take what you're,
so willing to leave.
Wolf will kiss you in those stains.
X
From me.