In the library…
you stalked me like a tiger
hungry for the snack I read.
Aware of your presence,
I shifted nervously on my perch
and continued to read
as you circled around.
Looking up,
our eyes
surprised
meet
embarrassed of being caught off guard
you smiled a
cold
predatory smile
and
retreated into the cover of
once un-shelved trees.
Persuer dissuaded,
I returned to my
book.
