Silent as a wraith
Silent as a wraith
He creeps in.
Smoothly entering.
Purposefully striding.
Unbelievably agile.
Silent as a wraith.
He stalks up to the bed.
The slumbering form.
Oblivious to the world.
A small nudge is all it takes.
She shoots out of her dreamscape.
Looking at her,
He reaches out a hand.
She unwillingly takes it,
Not knowing what will happen.
Pulling her out, he leaves.
No trace, no existence.
No proof of what happened.
No one knows
Who the silent wraith was.
Only, that he had what he wanted.
