She Wolf

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    She Wolf

    I reached out one night to grab a star, like
    a fool I took her home.
    With the hurt that I am feeling now, I should
    have left alone.
    I could see her there beneath the glow, of a
    fading neon moon.
    I knew if I was to make her mine, I'd have
    to do it soon.
    So I put on my party smile and headed across
    the floor.
    You know that I'd have been better off, to have
    sashayed out the door.
    You see the story goes like this, my beauty,
    she grew fangs.
    As long as there was beer and wine, there wasn't
    any pain.
    Soon they pushed us out the door, flashing sign
    said "closed".
    I may get shot for saying this, but what the hell,
    here goes.
    She pulled off that mask of make-up, put her
    lashes in a drawer.
    Her teeth are in a jar right there, that's not all,
    there's more.
    The fur that she was wearing, was no coat at
    all.
    She told me she forgot to shave, her nails
    were really claws.
    The girl I saw across the floor, came howling
    straight at me.
    screaming "give me wine or liquor, give me booze,
    or let me be".
    Well, you didn't have to tell me twice, I proceeded
    to make tracks.
    I knew that it was live or die, to the liquor
    store out back.
    I wasn't gone for very long, but by the time
    that I returned.
    She'd made a lair, there in my bed and a dozen
    candles burned.
    Her eyes gave off an eerie glow, I threw caution
    to the wind.
    There were places she took me that night, that I had
    never been.
    Well, wouldn't you know I fell in love, asked
    her to be my wife.
    Doctor says that I'll be fine. Scars shouldn't
    last for life.
    Now here is the moral to my tale, all single
    men take heed.
    You'll never satisfy her thirst, if it wasn't
    meant to be.
    They hang around the bars and clubs, forever
    on the prowl.
    Seeking out another soul, whose heart, they
    can devour.


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    tierra7 commented on She Wolf

    11-24-2009

    many great men and women have been fooled.. a person will put on an act/disguise just to get what he/she wants. ..a totally different person whom is not...so nice...emerges upon the surface...( word of advice ) ...Lust is for the moment..Love is Forever....great write you penned..Congratulations ~smile~ Peace & Joy, Terra. (10+ )

    deedeemcgee commented on She Wolf

    09-07-2009

    There are a lot of women like that out there. Your poem says it in an understanding way

    exclusivelye commented on She Wolf

    07-20-2009

    Excellent story. I bet you wont do that again! Try church. No, that's a bad idea. Oh, stay single. Perfect.

    rollerderby

    07/20/2009

    Hey doll, thanks for the kind comment. But as far as staying single, it's too late for that!

    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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