Moon sliver

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

"It has taken me months to find you,
to capture you,
to be your light.

your curtains splayed, your figure dances about before my eyes, only but a thin sheet of glass holds my breath from your body.

you know not of my existence, my shadowy form lingers under a sliver of light, a sliver thrown upon the ground, the moons game perhaps, to reveal what hides in the shadows that does not wish to be seen. You never leave your home after dark, not a street lamp works, not even a flicker. You seem cautious of unknown creatures, creatures that may lurk in the darkness yet you happily parade with your curtains bared. 

Puzzling to me, yet I watch your every movement, to study you, my body aches and moans to learn all about you. It's my way I guess, my feelings have grown over the time I have spent with you. We have been together a month now but it feels so much longer. We have had bowls of fruit together for breakfast but I have not tasted its sweetness. Hot chocolates by the tv cloaked in the warmth of your favourite wool blanket yet I haven't been accepted by its touch. Dinners by the light of a single candle yet I haven't had my shadow thrown across your walls.

my eyes wait for you every morning, every strand of your panties, every loop and stitch of your bra as your breasts reveal your supple skin. I breathe deeply but I cannot satisfy my senses with your beauty. Every night to the morning I wait here watching you, I follow you to work, I wait.... I follow you home and I wait.... I follow you to the store and I wait.......

what would people think of me if they knew I stared with unrelenting eyes, to watch, to view you like a demon in the darkness.

would I be hated? Would I be thrown to the wolves if they knew I was here? Would I be beaten in the street, left to die, to rot like a animal if they knew I watched.... waited..... threw my eyes upon you like a predator to his prey. I know this isn't acceptable,

its not right to stalk your life from my perch, my lair of the street but I can't avoid your presence, it stirs my life force, it braids my soul to yours. This is my curse, I can't help but be this watcher of you no matter how wrong it is.... I would never want to harm you, they must understand this.... I never would let you come to harm.... I'm here for you, to be with you.

then just like that my purpose is illuminated in front of me one night as that joker, the moon once more throws his light upon me in your darkened street. The moon sees me but he doesn't light me up this time to play with me, he lights up my task, my quest, my reason for being. 

The moons slivers cast upon another this night,

he walks the same street you do, the same stones I have walked as I follow you so quietly day to day, night to night. He skips quickly over the faded cobblestones that mark the opening to your building. He cautiously flicks his head side to side being careful that he is alone. Your not alone but are you, I see you, I'm watching you.

the door to your building gives in to his thrusting assault and with that he has already offended me by breaching this barrier. The dimly lit lobby is no real help to my eyes to follow him yet I see his figure, his sneaking rat like body scurrying to the elevator. Your apartment only two floors above, a lamp glows faintly in your living room, you nap so peacefully, your favourite book lays bent with pages creased maybe torn from its sudden drop to the floor as you fell into slumber.

then I see him, your door creaks open and he appears, his face hidden behind a hood showered in darkness. I have watched him watch you, I have waited for himfor so long. He stalks you like you owe him something, like he possesses you yet I know he wishes you harm and I cannot allow that.

He crosses your living  room and he  stands above you, he doesn't sense me, he doesnt see me, he doesnt even  Feel my hand deliver a blow to his head rendering him unconscious. I drag him to your alley and I quietly sink my claws into his neck and drain his life, I will leave him here like the animal he is, it's my purpose to protect you and I have fulfilled my duty to you. I may have once been a creature that could only be satisfied by lust, the need to make love to as many women as I can. I now protect you, I will protect as many of you as I can, I may be a monster but sometimes greater evil lurks in the darkness.

 


Submitted: February 22, 2020

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