Watching You

thYou know I like to watch
With your delicate nature
And your sensitivity
As you hide in corners
Waiting for a sense of me
But I’m seamless
Like a ghost I glide in
Leaving absolutely no trace
Only the taste on your lips
That you somehow imagined
I like to move
In time with your shadow
As dark as night’s glow
Fitting into your mold
Like fragments coalescing
So beautiful and bold
You beckon to me
Like “Heathcliff” ‘cross the moors
A whisper at high volume
Intimate like my dreams
Until you’re standing there
Watching me in return
Waiting for a chance
To see me burn.


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