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86 · Apr 2019
La Petite Mort
R R Bronze Apr 2019
Every time you look at me,
with your eyes ******* me
layer by layer,
I am stripped bare
under floodlights
and completely exposed
to your elements.
A devious smile on your face,
and you reach me like that,
from across the table.
I'm sure my whole body is
giving me away,
as you wash over me
in a wave
of what can only be described as
euphoria.
And I wonder if it's obvious
that I'm trembling all over,
but at least I can hide
my toes curling inside my shoes,
as I am physically feeling electrified.
When I look back at you
it's like sticking a fork into an outlet.
Everything tingles,
I can't breathe,
my heart stops.
Your eyes are capable of that.
And at the same time,
like defib paddles to my chest,
you can shock me
back to life
when you had me
so close to
the little death.

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