Her Throat for the Moonlit Monster

She doesn't fight when I pull her close; she just opens for the night. I press her down into the grass and take what's mine by right. Her throat for the moonlit monster, I claim it slow and make it deep. She gasps my name against the dark while the whole damn night starts to creep. Fuck the soft and fuck the careful; I want her open in the black. Her throat for the moonlit monster, And I'll never give it back.