Your significance;
Minimal.
Hunt you down by your sweet scent;
Animal.
The hair stands on end,
Gasping for breath,
Your blood frozen;
Scared stiff.
Try to run among the trees,
The drum beats on to the sound of your heart,
Poison courses through these veins,
I found you; I want you
I need
You
Omnipresent,
I will have my kill.
See you huddled,
Scared among the trees.
The fairies cry;
Shielded eyes,
What’s it like to be the prey?
I feel your breath,
Warm intent shallowing;
Moving in with shadows by my side.
One bittersweet death to another,
Until each is gone
And I’m left alone
To prey on the memories,
Until each is gone.
Only you would look away.
The sun bows down to the moon
And time slows;
Mind before eyes.
The last man standing,
Alone among hoards.
