As You Die a Little

In the heat of the night
Beneath the moonlight
As you die a little,
I prowl outside your bedroom window,
For I smell it’s fresh,
Desiring to taste your flesh
I also yearn to consume your soul

In the dead of the night
When I’m ready maul
You crawl around on all fours
Who’s the animal and who’s the monster?
As I watch you die a little,
Playing in the middle,
I want it and I just can’t take it anymore.

In the still of the night
As I lurk dark outside,
I hear you breathless,
The light in your room flickers on and off,
Your body is shivering
My thoughts are slivering
Soon all reasoning will be tossed and lost.

In the calm of the night
You shout prayers out right,
Your little whimpers
Will turn to squeals at the top of your lungs,
You’ll careen again
Like you’re near the end,
Amidst muffled kisses from slithering tongues.

In the cool of the night
My heart is racing,
With a feverish fire
Ready to break through your window,
And pounce on you
As you die a little
While you bury your face into your pillow

At the end of night,
Before the sun rise,
My eyes will linger on
Until you think you are safe in dreams,
But in your little death
It’s I who will take your breath,
I will devour you
As you die a little
In a beautiful agony and deadly screams.