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Stalker in the Night

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Love in the night
is a razor's edge
which cuts through my mind
beneath in the influence of the moon's
watching eye,
that goddess of love craving affection.

It drives my thoughts
in senseless need
seeking obsession
as doubts like the deception
of shadows on the wall
begin taunting undulations.

Your face blazing before me
and I burn with a fire that keeps me warm
and yet I walk the fine line
on the edge of darkness
and I wonder if I can hear
the laughter of other women
in your sphere.

And from somewhere
in the unknown
a stalker of the night,
I wish I could watch
unrevealed your every
subtle move to catch
like the flutter of moth wings
every word you speak.

My love is wrapped
in predatory hunger
like the wolf on the hunt
scenting your trail
keeping you in my sights
because when the sun begins to disappear
my reason sinks with it,
and like the lycanthrope
I crave to devour
every breath you take.
I was inspired to write this becasue my dearly beloved created a facebook account, and though that in itself does not bother me, I myself as a matter of my own principle refuse to have anything to do with facebook, but nights when I stay up too late, and have nothing to occupy my mind, I have the faintest temptations to create an account just to spy on his, and it is not that I don't trust him, I trust him more than I have been able to trust anyone before, but I do have obsessive-possessive tendencies. I semi-jokingly say that even though I have never acutally physically stalked anyone before I do have the makings of a stalker.
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Doesn't everybody.