mandag 16. februar 2009

The Dark Hunter

I like to peep in through your window,
During the darkest dead of night.
To watch you tucked up snug in bed,
I truly love the sight.

During the day you walk right past me,
You never smile or return my ‘hello,’
But nighttime will be here so soon,
To shroud the little secrets only I know.

Last night I climbed in through your window,
And crept around your place,
I moved a couple of your things around,
I carefully touched your face.

Tonight I will return to you,
While you’re warm and safe in bed,
I’ll spend a little time deep inside of you,
But I’ll forever be in your head.

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