I stand and watch,
your small body.
The rise and fall
of your tiny chest.
Up...Down...

I pull the curtain aside,
and stroke your hair,
Your skin...
So fare.

My head gets lower,
I lick my lips.
and stare at the vein,
softly pumping blood through...

And the best part is...
You will never know
what it was, that bit you.