Credit: Maxim Leyssens via a Unsplash.
Soft, inhaled scent of babies;
But they’ll grow.
Teeth-bared, razors piercing flesh.
In sleep, the sweet siblings —
Snuggle, tucked beside,
Paws crossed overtop each other’s.
Perhaps, they’re hand holding? Innocence —
Deceives gashing claws;
Ripping, tearing, biting; fierce predators.
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