I feel you creep and crawl around me
can sense you, smell your excitement
your curiosity, your fear.
Your hand against my side is hot
sweaty and shaking.
I know what you want
know it’s only a matter of time before you take it
before you open my door
You’ll tip-toe across my floor,
shining your torch into every corner
trying to learn my secrets
to find what remains hidden.
But you won’t.
They never do.
No one ever thinks to look up…