Subj: Rough Beast
Date: 12/11/98 10:02:35 AM Central Standard Time
From: doreen

Rough Beast

I hunger
Longing to feel silken flesh beneath my touch
My great paw
Has never known gentleness
These rough flanks
Yearning for sweet softness beneath me
I hunger

I watch
Beneath her window I wait
The sight of her
Soft breasts straining against flimsy restraint
Her gleaming hair
Cascading down alive with the brush
I watch

I wait
Crouched in cold wet growing things
The dark hides me
Shields me from her innocence and fear
Anticipation
Keeps me warm and hungry
I wait

I leap
My lust is too great
It carries me through the open window to her room
Her flimsy covering
Is as a spiderweb beneath my tearing paw
Bares naked flesh
My clumsy paw would caress in love
I burn

I burn
Desire the flesh beneath me
With one careful paw I turn her
And hold her captive beneath me
My heaviness against her
My thrusting tames the beast
In shame
I burn

I weep
Turning away I hide from her
Cover my eyes
And weep in shame and remorse
This rough beast
Deserves not love pity or humanity
I weep

A touch
She reaches out her small hand
Turns me
Forces me to turn toward her
See her eyes
Brimming with tears not for herself
But
for me

A small kiss
Warm soft gentle from her lips
Transforms me
Is warm sun after cold silver moon
Forgives me
I take her carefully gently in my arms
For another kiss

I weep
In joy and relief, no longer to bear the burden
The beast
Is gone, banished by the love and forgiveness
Of a woman
My hand now caresses in love
The flesh it once would have torn in clumsiness
I burn
With desire but
So does she