preditor

tonight you are a hunter
full of predatory grace
your lips curve in a smirk
I'm a little bit afraid,

you snatch my hands above me
holding me in place
I know that you'll let go
it is only a game

but still there is something
primal
watching the way you move
pretending to be at your mercy
controlled by you.

as you stalk towards me
with a lithe and masculine
walk
almost like a dancer

Slow
controlled
for a moment
it is easy to just
let go,

and then somehow we're laughing
your tickling me again
oh, the dangerous hunter
I giggle
you always win