Sonja Broderick - Huntress

You cheat an urgent glance, before you pass,
darting corner eyes at my boots, computing the skirt,
the odd jerk of eyes back up to check
I’m not getting flirty with your manfriend.
You dropp your swollen guard a bit
to steal sartorial tips from a challenger
Before long, your assumed dominance is restored,
you yank him closer, all the better to keep him yours.
Hotfoot away, strong bitch, or I’ll growl and snatch,
Griplock his throat and drag his jerking limbs
Into a dark alley to have my wicked way with him.

Sonja Broderick

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