NightStalkers 2010

This is an update to an original poem that was originally written by me in 2004.
 
You'll never see us,
but we're always there,
watching,
listening,
waiting.

The cloak of night
cannot hide you from us,
it is our friend and ally.

We know the darkness
that lurks within
the black hearted souls
of the parasites
who feed on humanity

We live in shadows
and move with stealth.
We can be anywhere, anytime,
and you would never know.

To your eyes
we could be anyone,
the man in the sharp suit,
the woman in the black dress,
but you could never tell,
for the day person,
is just the show.

We are NightStalkers,
regular folk one minute,
hunters the next.

Our prey are the criminals,
who feed on the helpless,
who steal from everyone.

Their only goal is chaos,
their only love is money,
they have no care for others.

Our only goal is justice,
and justice will be served,
ice cold, hard and swift.

Don't go looking for us,
you won't know we are there,
until it is too late.

There is no detecting,
there is no escaping
the NightStalkers.

Mixed Feelings

The touch of skin
the closeness of being
the heat of passion
the pleasure of joining.

The feeling of loneliness
the abscence of love
the coldness of life
the pain of rejection.

The seductiveness of sex
the beauty of womanhood
the power of lust
the need for love.