By gnomey 
Date: 20 August 1999

hunted

this cold brushing
sweeping glance of night
i hear you in the distance sometime
hear you dragging your feet
and feel your breath
reaching across distance
yet you bide your time

you enter my dreams
and take away the light
i run from you 
looking for safety in my god
looking for hope
in words
yet you always torment me
seeking me in ways 
that bring me to my knees
and bring me down
in tears

i crave you and wonder about you
i read about you and learn
i watch you
yet fear you 
even tasted you for a moment
felt you come upon me
only to draw back and tell me
it isn't your time........
yet you hold on to me
from this distance
never letting me go

entering me through memory
entering me through other lives
i wonder when our moment will come
i wonder when our dance
will begin....
i feel the tears that will be shed
i feel the ache inside of me
that you cause....
this dread.....
this hope....
this longing
this disgust......
this fascination......