Someday, you and I

I love the presence of you
When you stand by my side
Debating should I
Shouldn't I

I love the fragrance of your labor
That soaks your shirt
And your folded sleeves
Exposing your bare hands
That was such a lure

I follow you
With my eyes
With my breath
I feel you
With my overwhelming desires

You keep hovering around
Unaware, what's on my mind

I smile wickedly to myself
Someday
Someday, you will be my prey.

©LR