Have Mercy!

For 8 years my mind was free of chaos. I used to call myself a free stallion and moved where the winds took me. I felt safe, sound & secure. I assumed there were fewer things that could stop me. Until I met the Leopardess.

Most men desire for a woman who is a Lioness.
They expect her to walk with majestic grandeur. They want her to stick to her pride. They would want her growl at other males who are ever trying to mate with her. But she isn’t one of those.

She is elusive and moves fast. She gives you time just enough to get a glimpse of those spots on her perfect shiny fur. She can lure a man just by locking her gaze and hence doesn’t find the need to have a partner. She is desirable and moves like a mirage.

You try to reach out, hold her in arms and before you know it, she is on top of you and goes straight for your throat. You wished you had never met her!

She is unlike any other woman I have met. She strikes fear in the hearts of the men who seek her like the Moby Dick of the Deep seas. Some fear she would never be theirs. A few have (or had!) the privilege to fear she might walk of their lives.  For most…they fear that she isn’t real & whatever is happening is bound to end soon.

She pumps you with greed like how the Venus fly traps works. You yearn to get close to her and want to know what it feels like to be inside her. She pulls you close by the whiff of her shampoo & Eau De Toilette. By the time you think you are going back for more, you realize you forget to breathe.

She ruins your sleep and makes you go berserk like she is cocaine. You want to grip her clothes & hold her close not because you want her. You are addicted to the image of her breathing into you. You feel like there is nothing more in this world that can ever make you happy. You try to pursue her and end up staying up till dawn.

My dear Leopardess…Please have mercy.
 Let me go...but not yet!