I admit it. I am a predator. I am at my best when I let myself enjoy the hunt. When I am testing, teasing, and tempting my prey. I am not ashamed to take advantage of naivete and innocence. If I find weakness, I exploit it. I make a study of knowing points of entry. I notice the shiver when my fingers linger on your neck while taking your coat.
I remember when you tell me how your last lover got you into bed with a rose and a promise.
I smile when you say you don’t kiss on the first date, because you’re touching my hand while you say it.
I watch the way you cross your legs when discussing your favorite way to be touched.
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I’ve been watching you.
No, don’t look behind you.
You won’t see me there.
I am in your pulse.
Your breathing.
I am your need to experience life in a way that awakens you.
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Massive Attack, The Hunter Gets Captures By the Game
Indeed it is always a chance one takes when going hunting.. being captured by the game..
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