Eyes in the window

Was it a dream at night,
gazing out the window,
seeing the shadows pass by?

Would you have known,
what in truth it meant,
when you saw the eyes stare back at you?

I don't think so,
I didn't.
To me it was merely a coincidence,
which I quickly forgot again.

Staring out the window in the dark night.
Was it just me,
or had it just gotten a bit darker and colder?

Wrapping the blanket closer around myself,
I gazed out into the black,
standing in silence waiting.

For what I didn't know.
It just seemed right to be here,
at that very moment,
in the window.

I never heard him come,
only felt his breath touch my naked skin.
Briefly,
a fleeting moment of panic.

And then...
Surrender.