In the Dark
in the dark
he doesn't see you
hiding behind the door
what does he think of
as he edges into the room
his eyes wide, wary
does he sense you?
does he know?
and what crosses his mind
when you jump out
pin his arms behind him
struggle to hold him down
force him to admit defeat?
the only thing you're thinking
as you glare down into
his frightened, upturned face
is the black of his hair
the feel of his flesh
and you wonder what his lips
would taste like against your own.
