stalker

stalker

she stalks her prey silently carefully
as to not alert him to the coming kill
she slips through the shadows as silent as darkness
unsuspecting unknowing uncaring he walks
walking through the night as he always does
wanting to not know needing to not know
she gets closer almost too close almost out of the shadows
she wants him she needs him
he turns and looks but sees nothing
he steps and looks into the shadows
then he is on his way again walking
more careful she thinks more stealthy
now she can hear his heartbeat or perhaps her own
and she wonders is he even knows
wonders if he has any idea
she has stalked him for over a year now
waiting for the right moment to pounce
she wonders if it ever will
he wonders if it ever will