intruder

i know something about opening windows and doors, i know how to move quietly to creep across creaky wooden floors, i know where to find precious things in all your cupboards and drawers, slipping the clippers, slipping the clippers through the telephone wires, the sense of isolation inspires, inspires me, i like to feel the suspense when i'm certain you know i am there, i like you lying awake, your baited breath charging the air, i like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wear, intruders happy in the dark, intruder come, intruder come and leave his mark, leave his mark