Voracious

Awaiting the pin prick
A drop of blood forms
A tiny droplet drips
A shark is on the scent
She finds her prey
He lured her in
She circles in wait
He never saw her coming
She is mighty in her feat
He had no chance of escape
She devours her meal
He was her favorite flavor
An average story
Always ends the same
A predator and a prey
A voracious appetite never satisfied.