{"sf1_id":640519,"sf2_id":"P1EPda3n","title":"The Hunt","author":"Cyberhorn","words":157,"posted_at":"2013-12-31T00:56:00.000Z","tags":["M/F","Poetry","Seduction","desire","implied"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/640519-the-hunt","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/P1EPda3n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/60/e4/60e4d913-52b1-4371-89e0-bad365c8f8bd","description":"some quick shakespearian style poetry","content":"something i got inspired to write on the fly texting witha lady\n\n-------------------------------------------------------------\n\naye doth the beauty call not with words no, but with a glance a tiny glimpse of her eye\n\noh doth the male swoon feeling the lure sink in some oh aye some never escape\n\nfewer still doth the lure draw them to greater prose of both their body or their skills to pad her bower\n\nnay these males no they are like the fall fruit an just as perishable\n\nsweet upon the tongue an aye for the gratis of the eye to wander but no her prey is even more elusive indeed\n\nthe one who for her flash of her lure there is no stirring of the calm waters\n\nohh doth the lure then turn upon its mistress drawing her to the calm stillness\n\nwho what male could not be drawn to this oh she must know .. thus the true hunt begin\n\n  \n  \n\n"}