~Fear~



(Thanks weedle, for the inspiration)

 

You...


standing in front of me.


Face to face.


Your breath tickling
every hair on my skin.

Your breath piercing
through my chest...


Slowly,

ever slowly
squeezing my heart

 

Your breath sucking--
Sucking my brain...

Sucking me.

Eating all my thoughts,
replacing them with your lurid dreams.

 

You...

 

Your breath kissing my lips,
hearing my hopeless prayer

my feet glued to the ground...

 

waiting for you...

staring at you...

asking...

 

 


what will you do next?

 

 

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