Night Urges

In the shadows of the night

My secret urges grow in intensity

They become irresistible

And I forage for prey

Choosing my target with care

Looking for an innocent

Already I can feel their terror

Taste their desperation

And I practically drool at the prospect

Of their untouched flesh

Soon it will be mine

They will be mine

Forever

Terri Lyn Stanfield

3/28/2002