Plunged in the dead center Gasping, grasping, asking for air Pooled goo globed inside of you Sit inside a pool of gushy goo Dipping deeper unable to move Your lungs collapse, mini heart attacks The fear turns black, Swimming recklessly Pushing, and pulling, budging, and shoving Stuck in your mind - unable to twitch a limb Thickened - weighed down - trapped - sinking......
Will you be mine? My Sticky slime valentine? Take me in my shape ? I could not, Unable, Incapable. I could not say for the goo has gotten it's way.
When you're interested in someone to the point where you feel stuck.