Exposed
His lips touched,
Slowly, in torturing delays,
they mapped their way to my heart.
Each beat,
increasing with each press upon my skin,
he was the hunter,
and I his prey,
He smelled like cigarette smoke,
and watered down cologne,
but I melted beneath him like he was fire,
and I a block of ice.
I foolishly thought that he had me memorized,
tucked safely in the back of his mind,
each place his fingertips met,
sent shivers all over me,
like I was stuck in a chest freezer,
but when he left me wrapped up in the sheets,
he snuck out like a thief in the night,
on to pursue his next prey.
I was captured,
as quickly as I was hunted.
The hunter never loves his prey.
Oct 8, 2014
Oct 8, 2014 at 8:56 PM UTC
Exposed
His lips touched,
Slowly, in torturing delays,
they mapped their way to my heart.
Each beat,
increasing with each press upon my skin,
he was the hunter,
and I his prey,
He smelled like cigarette smoke,
and watered down cologne,
but I melted beneath him like he was fire,
and I a block of ice.
I foolishly thought that he had me memorized,
tucked safely in the back of his mind,
each place his fingertips met,
sent shivers all over me,
like I was stuck in a chest freezer,
but when he left me wrapped up in the sheets,
he snuck out like a thief in the night,
on to pursue his next prey.
I was captured,
as quickly as I was hunted.
The hunter never loves his prey.
