Victim

Whisper,
But don't talk.

Caress,
But don't touch.

Gaze,
But close your eyes.

Resistance,
None.

My hands trace along the lines of your body
My prey
So innocent
So alone.

Your perfect skin reacts to the touch
The hair on your arms, legs
Disobeying the laws of gravity
And you shiver

Bite your lip
Whisper, moan my name
Desperately trying to touch my body
And you fail

My lips shortly on yours
In your neck
Your ears
I smile

And somehow you escape my thoughts
Overpower my little game
Me, a willing victim in the darkness
Under your greedy control.