Predator or Prey

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Our breathing gets heavy but our eyes are still locked we dance around each other a primal passion pumping through our veins. What we feel isn't sexual it's...different like two dragons struggling for dominance yet at times as innocent as two kittens playing. Are we the hunter or the hunted, our roles constantly changing...the adrenaline setting our souls on fire and yet our eyes cold and calculating...watching for the next opening. Their leg is open... They've exposed their side.... Their shoulder is in reach. Every piece of you is a target as is all of me but who will be the first to strike and will it be playful again or is this a more aggressive attack... Your eyes speak to me of wild thoughts and so we dance in the dark and listen to our primal hearts.