Quick predator, rendered still and quiet
By the tenderness of night, and dripping
Of love alight. Stinging of fresh venom,
Voices whispering in cold breath sigh it
Like willows drifting, like nettles whipping
Under midnight blue storm clouds of denim.

Restless, thirsty, brave, and hungry for sex;
Fearsome, strong and courageous, carrying
The pennant. Somnambulist, tarrying
Over pennies, lovers, time, and apex,
Red widow, bearing the signet of Rex.
Devoid of fury, always parrying,
The only one ever worth marrying.
Only flame that bright could so deeply vex.