I can feel you

Slinking around

In my periphery

You’re waiting

For me to search

My surroundings

To find the cause

Of my unease

You’re loving

Every second

Of my discomfort

But…

My apprehension

Isn’t real

I am playing

To your fantasy

I secretly delight

In being the one

That’ll expose

The terrors

You’ve planned

Behind calm

Kind eyes

Underneath

Charming smiles

Inside helpful

Strong hands

All the while

Daydreaming

Of my demise

As you stalk me

But…

I was stalking

You first