have you seen him?

husky voiced and hollow eyes?

walking through the town in a man's disguise?

with an extra hop to his step and snap to his fingers?

he walks bobbing his head up and down,

smiling at the bustful beauties and dames,

with their skirts short and legs long,

running miles and marathons through his head.

oh how untamed.

scouting and seducing his prey;

the shy girl in the corner, book in hand,

him out of sight but well within his territory.

collar popped and lips licked,

oh that hop in his step.

a simple hello and wink of an eye.

simple trace over her thigh and teeth sunk deep into her neck,

tongue moving up and down, up and down,

as her eyes roll back.

not so shy anymore.

he craves and desires, eyeing as she peels out of her skin,

so naked and pure. beautiful.

pulling her into the sheets as there is a rise in heart beats,

denying defeat and retreat.

he has her. dripping.begging.

breathlessly dazed, she wakes to an empty bed and isnt amazed.

he was a hunter, a temporary, refreshing zephyr,

that stormed in and out of her life.

she fell back on a pillow and glanced out the window

to the empty streets below,

catching him filled with life.

life he had stolen.