The Visitors

New people are scary creatures with big ears and eyes,
That bore into the back of your head.
Run away… run like mad and leave the hills out,
Everybody will know where to find you in that cliché.
They are Charles Manson and Marilyn Monroe, all rolled into one.
Attractive and venomous,
They flirt with your realm of magic and mystery
And create a void inside you with the first encounter.
If it’s meant to be,
The void turns into a familiar breathing on your neck.