i am the hunter, the silent stalker in the cityscape

the lone tracker of the most elusive of prey

following the scent of the heart’s desire, picking out clues in the most hidden of places, laying my traps of subtle turn of phrase and heartfelt prose

looking for the missing piece, the completion, the mythical beauty that will set this soul at ease

i will find her, she will see the look in my eye and know the chase is over, that these arms are the home she has sought

and we will wile away the days together, loving, laughing and occasionally fighting

but always ending up in each other’s embrace, burning with need, tasting and touching, shaking and out of breath

in rapture

in ecstasy

content in the knowledge that two become one

and i will hunt no more