Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-27012445-20150928041242

I have been watching you. 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 for the past several days watching you. Well, not just watching, but we will come to that later. From you bedroom, I watch you until you fall asleep. I am so quiet, my stare remains undisturbed and unaware to you for hours and hours. You are so beautiful when you sleep. I wish you could look upon 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 beauty of the spectacle can embrace me in a trance until the sun comes up in the morning. Some nights I spend the whole night just watching you. 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 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 you 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 on your thighs and arms. I am so sorry about 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 blood. Your blood is far too precious to be wasted like that. 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 your blood will be as precious to them as it is to me. My eggs will hatch any day now. The little ones will most likely find their place to hide 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 gaze upon your face for as long as I desire. It is from here that I watch and wait for our next encounter. 