Voices, wine, lips, fear, hunger
You reveal your soul as quickly as the memories flash by
Instinctively saying lights, camera, action
While your hazy dreams become as sharp as an arrowhead
That strikes me so suddenly - every hair on my body arises
Individually crawling up my spine slowly
Exposing a certain candid history
To filter out the negativity
That had faded and distorted my thoughts
My perception of time is blurred as I witness you embrace your inner predator

I move closer now, but not too close

Focus, breathe

For if I am captured, I am not certain of my return

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