hunted

[word_lover]

My heart clutches
When I hear your steps
Closing in closer
Shivers, both delightful
And cruel, stinging my skin
As I perch silently
Behind the closet door
The game goes on
You know all my places
But still you take your time
Torturous pleasure
Is your favorite offense
And I love waiting
Recalling the past times
Retracing memories
Which burn me asunder
Following the tortuous path
That you carved into my mind
For me to enjoy
While I suffer here without you
As you approach
As I pulse
As we lose ourselves
In the hunt