Eyes wide and unblinking,

I cringe at the thought of

Missing every move of you

As if I’ll miss some vital

Action that would take away

Some part of you that I’d

Never get back.


There’s some vital part in my brain

Whisking away all sense of what

My body should be doing,

Which is breathing, but you take my breath

Away. Inhaling your essence and afraid

To let go as if I’d lose you and never

Get you back.


Image: from Pintrest