two eyes meet from corners of the room.
let go such unnerving breaths -
tic-toc-ticks our hearts in dramatic harmony.
only your fingertips on your hand,
holding as i would also hold;
your lips open, slight, unnoticeable
but to my longing eyes -
such skin i'd have pressed into mine,
color against this transparent shadow -
a desire i have need for obtaining,
to burn up inside of me
and leave me helpless and ashen,
your masochistic knight in
pins-and-needled armor -
what a sensation to stay me at my place,
and prevent me from ever whispering
my pledges into your screaming voice;
to take over you with the smallest of gestures -
and lie with you in silence,
but for your gasping
and my insecurities -
to hold you again
and taste you,
with moans
and laughter -
but you turn and all thoughts therefore nullified;
into the void where the rest of my fears hide.
the dim lights rise up with glaring symphony
to show me all of the people ahead of me.