watching

when i am watching, sitting in my window
lying on a branch above your roof
soft as fog upon your stairs
i am full of calling, and caught
by the devilment of your scent

am i not stealthy, never seen
nor heard, and when my hands
caress, scarcely felt, a shimmer
in the airs that give you breath
there is such warmth within the night

when i am watching, dancing in your garden
i let my bare feet follow in your steps
for i can feel some heat that dreams
of you, knows my secret name, i am yours
ravenous in the moonlight

ever watching