Love Poem: Shivers
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Written by: Mark Matthews

Shivers

Its funny,
the way feelings affect you.
Giggles,
          from the slightest glance.
Tingling shivers
               when she caresses
                              my mind,
like a cold breeze
   blowing,
            teasing,
                   across my skin.

My blood
         boils with
                   expectation,
as when the hunt
           takes me,
stalking my prey
           by moonlight.
I pick up the scent,
setting my haunches arise.
Slinking into the shadows,
      quietly
          creeping behind her
I quickly tangle my hand
        in her long auburn hair,
which in itself
        strangles my thoughts.
Savagely easing
        her head back...
          Shiver

My eyes lock
   with her
       big,
         deep,
             Doe like eyes,
seeing mystery,
            and mischief,
drawing me deeper
      into my hunger...
          Shiver

Muscles tensing
     going to one knee
I draw her across the other,
     and I feel a quiver
                          run through her body...
          Shiver

It starts 
        in my throat
   and resonates
        in my chest,
the growl that escapes my lips...
          Shiver

This close I can smell
    the metallic scent
                      of her blood
and I drag my claws across her stomach...
          Shiver

I sink my teeth
               against her neck
tasting her sweet flesh...
          Shiver........
          Shiver