Evil...

He stands there
punishing me with his
wicked beauty.
Heavy stares
shoot arrows my way
and I'm sucked in,
chained down
by thick ropes of
painful anticipation.
Narrowed eyes
piercing through me,
pins against my flesh.
I sit
wanting him,
he can smell it,
all the while
toying with me,
teasing me,
I am his prey.
I can run,
but I can't hide...