You look at me,
Eyes teary
Hands clenched
And you say the three
Words that I hate hearing
Your voice, that I crave,
Utters these cursed syllables
A snake
My name falls like a hiss.
Sarah, you say
Pause
Time
Space
Fill the void
That is the six inches
Apart we lay
Air rushes
Hands find my skin
Cool
Clammy
A smile slides across your face
The gust of breath forms the words
I love you
With that I disengage
Nov 30, 2011
Nov 30, 2011 at 12:27 AM UTC
You look at me,
Eyes teary
Hands clenched
And you say the three
Words that I hate hearing
Your voice, that I crave,
Utters these cursed syllables
A snake
My name falls like a hiss.
Sarah, you say
Pause
Time
Space
Fill the void
That is the six inches
Apart we lay
Air rushes
Hands find my skin
Cool
Clammy
A smile slides across your face
The gust of breath forms the words
I love you
With that I disengage
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