Silent Huntress

In dry snow

Stalking

You are

Like a

Shadow

When there is no

Game

To match your

Heart

Your tongue

Becomes

an

Arrow

Tipped in

Flame

Icy Goddess

I am

Drawn to

you

Burning

Sapphire

Like

huntress

Eyes

But warmer:

Blood red

Of your

Heart

Drum

Beating

Wood

Smoke

fire

Dragon Lady

Desire

Too Rich

And black

And real

For little girls

Who play

Dress up

You are

Irish lace

on

Samurai

Blade:

Molten Heart

Honed to

Cool

Edge

on

Flesh and

Bone

Lonely girl

You cry

Like

Quartz

Shining skin:

Liquid Seas

On

Moons of

Neptune

Hold me:

In your

Storm of

Sorrow,

Logic

Is a

puddle

You

Fuel

On

Embers

Of

Ancient

Desire

Never

My prey,

Huntress

Wicked Beautiful

You

Melting

My

Icecaps

I drown in

White skin:

Like

Clear Water

From

Peaks

Where you

Track

The

White

Stag

Blood Hot

Huntress

I

Worship your

Hard Arrows

With

Lips and

Heart

Chain and

Leash me

Bite

Show Teeth

Show me

The holy

Path

To Sex

In the

Night Sky

With

The Scorpion

The Swan

The Serpent

I want

To hunt

You

(invite

me)

I am

Venus’

Scorpion

Dark, But

Sweet

Like

Chocolate

Arm me,

Goddess Moon:

Wise in

Dark

Woods

Let

Arrows

Find their

Marks

Spilling

Love