An open dialogue between a wolf and his maybe prey

Conversations take place 
       all the time 

   Who will be the predator 
     and prey, for the purpose 
          of this poem
      let’s twist things around 

   A lone tiny sheep walks 
        in front of a Sigma 
  curious, fearless, and queries
“What would you like to do to me?”
   green eyes immediately 
focus on this newly sheared sheep 
    not a single patch of wool
        with the perfect body 
            size for an ideal 
                     appetizer 

  The Sigma’s mouth begins 
 to water instantly while
     he briefly assesses 
this snack which literally walked 
   brazenly to request his desire, 
       animalistic intents persists 
  a myriad of options reside 
     in the wolf’s brain 

  The sheep’s optics 
     blinked quite a few times 
  think, cartoons of the 80’s 
    blinking, a genuine smile,
 and the ability to patiently 
      wait for an answer
      silence persisted 
  for several moments 

    The mouth of the wolf 
 started to open, then quickly
   closed in a paused thought 
    before these words were spoken:
  “Why do you want to know 
       what I would like to do to you?”

  The sheep replies in a soft spoken 
  tone: “I’m curious; I want 
      to know what your thoughts are. 
  
   Will you completely 
        devour me whole, 
 would you take your time and play 
  with me until I relent, 
        do you even 
            want to taste me? 
     Look at my 
  flesh, I’m perfect 
    at this exact moment. 
        And I’ll ask again; 
  what do you want to do to me? 
      I really want to know.”

  The wolf walks right to the sheep 
wide smile, tongue hanging out, 
    and eyes that say: “hell yeah
         to all of the above…”