Lust

It’s like a panther

Watching its prey.

 

Innocence

Left exposed to the elements.

 

No alter objective

Other than to live.

 

Oblivious to the ravager

Hidden in the shadows of love

Only to fall victim

To abandoning lust.

 

The panther strikes

Picks the bones clean of all it wants

And leaves the rest to rot.

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