The hunted
Published 10 years ago Walking in hearingwater runningShe’s waiting for meShoweringSlowly, quietly I goUp the stairs she waits for meNot knowing I am on the prowlShe is my prey just waiting for meto catch her.Vulnerable she is waiting not knowingjust yetDoor knob slowly turnsdoor creeksSoft noises escape from herShe tensesNot knowing what is waitingwhat is…
