Deep

DeepIt's lingering
Waiting
Inching,
Crawling its way through
Needing
Wanting
Oh don't feed its lust
Don't creep away
It's not long before
The slice of the break, it'll hit the hay
But don't flinch
As it inches
Crawl
Toward the itch
Can't take such heat
Deep
Submerged,
It's slithering its way
I feel its breath
Breathing
Cold
And hard
My breath, frozen in my chest
Can't make a sound
Won't make a sound
I'm its prey
And it's so close
I feel it begin to need more
And I'm right in sight,
Settled in tight
Snatched
Now I'm in deep