The Hunter

Seduced by text filled with blank promises.

Lured by hints of passion filled nights.

A hunch presented freely with trusting eyes.

He utilised her modify tho twas not his right.

A ticker of women and a cheater born.

Sweet text his instrument and concupiscence his drug.

He chose them most carefully, those injured by  others.

Sated by their pain, He would become in the night.

Meaningless text of fuck filled her ears;

She desired so such to believe.

Vulnerable and alone, apace fuck took her,

The ticker laughed and continuing to deceive.

Then came the period when he institute another,

And mitt the communication for her to find.

The actualisation of what he was and had done,

Almost prefabricated her retrograde her course mind.

She endured with the support of another,

The fuck of the Negro that was meant for her soul.

But sisters, be careful, be shy of the hunter!

His contact and his kisses, on your hunch verify their toll.

His lies; course as honey,

His contact melts your skin.

But his eventual trophy;

Your hunch forever; is what he wants to win.