Dianne Lowe Breakfield
I live in your room
under your bed
I hide in your closet
filling you with dread
I lurk in the shadows
covered by night
hoping you will soon
turn off the light
I drool in anticipation of
you falling asleep
so I can begin my game
of "Touch and Peek"
I scrape my fingernails
hoping you will hear
Just in you mind
not with your ear
I smell your fear
as you begin to dream
My mouth waters as I
devour your scream!
By Dianne Lowe-Breakfield
Excerpt from Dreaming Big Publications book titled Person Suit