AislingWeaver, Poetry

Poetry ~ Hunted ~ A Senryu Poem

I'm under your skin
Don't deny the truth of it
you'll crave me soon.

I feel your hot gaze.
See the tension bowing you.
Will you loose yourself?

Perfect arrow straight
My lips your bullseye target,
Take aim, fletching back.

See me down your shaft.
Waiting, wanting, urging you.
Will you release it?

Hot, searing impact
sudden, body-heated splash
The golden hind, caught.

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