Old Friend for Lunch...

Today is my birthday, and I haven't seen her for years...



Its in those eyes of hers, I know what she wants...



It does not bother me, at least in the moral sense.



I intend to take her.





After taking stock she asked me if I was happy.



I assume she meant my life- where I'm at...



But all I could think about was her-



I'll explain my happiness, my dear lady, when I enter you- over and over and over again...



Maybe I'm out of my mind.



I am full of hunger; that's my burden that I carry...





A savage beast that seeks to feed...



It feasts on the silky-smooth flesh, devouring with my hands, mouth, and tongue.



It quenches its thirst with the perspiration of Ecstasy...



It is me, dear lady...I am the beast...



And I will have you...