Monday, March 16, 2020

Intensity

Sometimes you look at me 
With this intensity 
My breath catches
My seat is wet
I want to break eye contact
Yet I cant
At any moment I might reach
Drag you across the table
It would be fierce 
It would be dynamic 
Wrong or right
Would it matter
As your piercing eyes impale me
I want to be near you
Bring me close
Breath into me
You look away with a smile 
You know

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