Poetry Monday and a Contest!!

Seven Sinners savoring sensations sensually strewn

Blood and bodies bared beneath the bacchanalian beaming moon

Dancing in debauchery, devoutly doing dirty deeds

Freedom, flesh and fantasy fast following the need to feed.

Werewolves wait with wicked will, wanton is their wish for war

Relentless race for refuge ravages Regina right before

The tough tenacious Trueblood tumbles, taking two to turn to one

Neverending night need no more, negate Regina in the Sun.

That was not as easy as I imagined. LOL

And now! A contest!