The Hunt

It starts in my toes

Begins in my bones

Like the wind rustling fall leaves

Is the way you leave me

Breathless and with a smile below my eyes

Telling you it is all just fine

The gleaming intensity of your gaze

I am anything but unfazed.

The way you move reminds me of the moon

Gently floating across the room

Like a dark huntress you've snared my heart

Coyly bashful you don't know what you do to me

It's fine, I don't mind

Being the prey in the wonderful game.

-David Lindsey

This is the first poem I've written that I actually enjoy. I hope you do as well.