I have her trapped.
She is my prey
I am the predator
I stalk her
When caught, I claim her
Take her as mine
Once I set my sights on her there is no escape
She will be mine, taken at my whim.
With my hand around her throat
She knows struggle is pointless
She is now mine; body and soul
Lots of other folks are participating in the February Photo Fest, click the Lips below to see who else is in on the fun.