She stalks him from the shadows,
Like a predator watching it's prey.
Her gaze, as sharp as a knife,
Keeps her enemies away.
From a far, he smells her presence,
A fragrance of rich Patchouli.
Her breath lingers within his soul,
A feral love, raw and unholy.
Passion grows into obsession,
As their eyes long to catch sight.
A hunter and his prey,
Both longing for a desperate night.
A desire too wild and untamed,
Where love feels like a dream.
The wild and the wicked meets again,
As the hunger goes extreme.