Did he know her so well...?...mad hatter

  how a hungry and lusty secret inside her gnaws
the mad hatter does know, lustful gluttony in its jaws
does feast upon a woman's heat
to make her his, in yearning agony, complete.

to watch her from beneath the rim
of his top hat, his eyes...dark... with seduction brim
and she an image of him be
her hat, her eyes seering, just as lustful, for him to see.

the game begins the heart does pound
a tingle deep in the loins be found
no move to surrender just as yet
a state of begging to beget.

(the mist and the raven - Bastien Lecouffe Deharme.)

that eventual gluttonous surrender a frenzy mad
a feasting of two bodies had
to dip and suck and bite and thrust
to clutch and tear and growl a must!

the mad hatter... knew her well
he knew her hunger to recognise and to tell
when deep in his seat he should recline
and simply watch a strip divine.

RB.