Tearing through the jungle,
the plains and the seas.
The mightiest of creatures battle here.
Sneaking up so softly,
without sight or sound.
The highest of the creature prepare to pounce.
Wrestling down their pray,
holding down the fort.
The greatest strength to gain submission given.
Ecstasy of the kill,
the mutual release from stress.
Offering a quick death and not to linger.
Esme ~ 31st Dec 2011
(edited 2nd Jan 2012)
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