Seeker

You know I'm getting too old
To be playing hide and seek.

So I'm just gonna climb this tree.
And spy on your ass jiggling.

Running in circles.
Trying to touch me.

I touch myself,
To your agony.

It's autumn now,
And I'm still dropping seeds.

I see you rolling around,
In the pile of leaves.

I started moaning out loud,
But you thought it was the breeze.

Your friend disappeared.
You're not questioning?

I'm stuck up here,
Because no one found me.