Terrified

Using the word Terrified in a poetry. A Word of the day prompt hosted by Cyranny.

You knock on my locked door,

What an odd hour to show up?

Tiptoeing, huge, hairy, heaving,

you’re truly disgusting!

I don’t want to open the door to you,

Go away Oh Vile one!

But, My heart –

Racing, palpitating, hitting the back of my throat,

orders,

that I have a peek under my bed,

There you are again!

Shapeshifting, indeed terrifying,

grabbing, grinning, groping,

So I let you throw yourself on me,

Like you were my blanket,

And give in to your diligence, slowly, stealthily,

Until the morning sun came up,

Until you turned into nothing but dust.

-RR