Low down in the brush
Getting ready to spring
Stealth quiet for an ambush
Claws ready to sing
Sleek, strong, coiled up
See with wide focused eyes
Overcome with dangerous intention
Singled out, unaware
Prey welcomes the fight
Settled fear, wary peace
Display of vulnerable might
Heart beats, breaths cease
Something wrong, something right
All at stake they’re playing the game
Muscles ripple, feel the heat
Blinded by the smell of meat
Wild bloodlust tastes so sweet
Hold on until it’s over
Melded in primal dance engaged
Cruelty changed in motion, life uncaged
In intimate weakness, strengths enraged
Two embraced in mutual sustainment
Stilled softness gives new life returned
Warming wetness spilling atoms churned
Combining flesh, separation spurned
Two embraced in mutual sustainment
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