Like the Black Panther
Mysterious
I scour the horizon in search of my prey
Wandering each night and day through life's lonely streets
I stalk
Creeping in and out of the shadows
In search of that someone to love
Peering over designer glasses
Ricocheting glances 
Her sensual scent creating havoc inside my nasal passages
The source of this pleasurable fragrance unknown
Attention grabbed
I approach cautiously
Not wanting to be entangled in life's trap
Stealth mode activated
Vision blurred by her beauty
I fall
In the distance I hear the warning signal
Too late 
Snared
All along I was the prey
I
Pray