Peeking through the jagged hole
my cheeck against the prickly wood
My ragged breathing slowly calming
With the scent of you so near
I hope that you can't see me

Out beyond the knobby wood
I squint my eyes to see
I hear so clear your enchanting voice
My heart is pounding so
I wish that you knew me

I poke my finger through the hole
to expand my narrow view
I utter a shriek as I prick my finger
as a drop of blood appears
I hope that you didn't hear me

I am caught off-guard by the blood,
surprised by its warmth
a single teardrop slips down my face
my world is now a blur
You don't even care