The night I went to sleep without dreams I was accompanied by a stranger.
He smiled like a wolf and wore the face of a gentleman.
He tipped his hat and offered his hand.
I swooned and flitted my fingers across the buttons of his chest.
Up the stairs we went, stumbling to the bed.
He nestled into my neck; all the heat went to my head.
Into his chest I sank my nails.
Up to his hair I twisted his locks.
Lips locked firm and tight.
I could have devoured him that night