Stalking

Stalking that moment I know is just waiting around the corner,

Stalking a smile formed just for me,

Stalking your whispered voice; lowered so only I can hear,

Stalking a gasp of surprise from world I had already deemed as a lost cause,

Stalking freedom blowing in with the wind,

Stalking your touch by desire and not by obligation,

Stalking you, in a profound way,

Stalking what I want us to be,

Stalking what is left in the world of hope,

Stalking myself in your arms, a pictured memory I haven't found yet.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written from the perspective of a friend,lol. Not intended to actually be stalker-ish.

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Gabriel Lenihan's picture

I like this, yet at the same time is it fair to be worried about whoever this was written for ?