Gaze

Wanting. Waiting. Watching. I have been watching you for the past several days. You have such a lovely home, full of space and dark corners. I like the dark. I have been in your home just watching you. Well, not just simply watching, but we will come to that later. From your bedroom, I watch you until you fall asleep. I am so still, my stare remains unbroken and undisturbed for hours and hours. You are so beautiful when you sleep. I wish you could see yourself as I see you. I can almost see the heat radiating from your body like plumes of vibrant red, orange, and yellow flames blazing from your slumber. The rising and falling of your chest is the source of your breath that ignites the very air around you, announcing to the universe that you are here and you are alive! The beauty of the spectacle can hold me in a trance the entire night until the sun comes up in the morning. I bask in your light and warmth. Other nights, I come to you.

You don’t even feel my touch. Up and down your arms and thighs, I touch you with the utmost care. I would never want to disturb you while you sleep. Your skin is so soft and delicate, so unlike mine. Your body is a landscape of ecstasy, with a new wonder just waiting to be discovered and explored. Your aroma is intoxicating and invokes an insatiable hunger that I surrender to and gorge upon. I then quietly make my way back to my hiding place. I am hidden well before the first rays of morning peek through the windows. I am so quiet; you never realize I was there. You go about your day to day business while I sleep content, but still with anticipation for what the following night will hold for us.

I see that you have noticed the marks I left throughout your body. I know they hurt and I am so sorry for that, but things like that are unavoidable when it comes to matters such as these. I am always so careful to not spill a single drop of your blood from my kisses; your blood is far too precious to be wasted. It saddens me that soon I will have to share you with others. However, I know that you will be just as beautiful to them as you are to me. I know their touch will be equally as delicate as mine is with you. I know their kisses will show as much tenderness as mine have always had. My eggs will hatch any day now. The little ones will most likely find their places to hide, watch, and wait within the inner workings of your bed; a trait for which we earned our namesake. I much prefer the night stand next to your bed. The tiny crevice on its side allows me to look upon your face for as long as I desire. It is from here that I simply gaze and wait for our next encounter.