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