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Hungry Eyes

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Even the most of watchful eyes has failed to notice
The evidence, so obvious to see.
Look as her smile beams at the sight of you
And her eyes light up with joy.

You have awoken an animal deep inside.
I crave for more, but you insist that time run along more.
As I see her mouth the words I love across the room
I cannot help but to giggle inside.
Her heart whole now filled up with you.
I watch her try to contain the excitement,
Even as it pours to the ground.

How is it that she can’t see me?
As you walk past I can’t help myself but to sniff the air.
The scent of my nectar still clings to the fabric of your clothes.
Stalking you across the room like a starving animal…
My hunger is yet to be satisfied.

But she…
She wraps you every so tightly around her soft dainty finger.
She walks miles around your heart in the shoes I’ve always asked for.
When all you’ve let me do is try them on.
Every desire you’ve dreamt has seen reality at the hands of me.

Yet I’m staring across the room looking at your hand inside of hers.

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