You hear it, soft at first,
A whisper in the night,
A fluttering breath on your ear,
A wish that won’t take flight.
_Love me,
Love me._
The pulse quickens,
The shadows grow longer,
Each moment stretching
Like time has forgotten itself.
_Love me,
Love me,
Love me._
It clings like the air,
A taste on your tongue,
Unspoken, yet loud enough to drown.
The silence thickens—
Can you hear it?
_Love me,
Love me,
Love me,
Love me._
It’s all that exists now,
A cage you can’t escape,
The need spirals deeper,
Faster, tighter,
_Love me.
Love me.
Love me.
Love me,
Love me._
The walls close in,
The words no longer hold weight,
Just a chant,
A prayer,
A broken record.
_Love me.
Love me.
Love me.
Love me.
Love me.
Love me._
___Love me?___
Mar 3, 2025
Mar 3, 2025 at 12:55 PM UTC
You hear it, soft at first,
A whisper in the night,
A fluttering breath on your ear,
A wish that won’t take flight.
_Love me,
Love me._
The pulse quickens,
The shadows grow longer,
Each moment stretching
Like time has forgotten itself.
_Love me,
Love me,
Love me._
It clings like the air,
A taste on your tongue,
Unspoken, yet loud enough to drown.
The silence thickens—
Can you hear it?
_Love me,
Love me,
Love me,
Love me._
It’s all that exists now,
A cage you can’t escape,
The need spirals deeper,
Faster, tighter,
_Love me.
Love me.
Love me.
Love me,
Love me._
The walls close in,
The words no longer hold weight,
Just a chant,
A prayer,
A broken record.
_Love me.
Love me.
Love me.
Love me.
Love me.
Love me._
___Love me?___
This poem was originally an experiment in shape poetry, but I decided to take a different approach. Instead, I focused on spacing and repetition to create a gradual descent into obsession, evoking a spiraling effect. Inspired by the hypnotic structure of Angel by Massive Attack,” this piece builds intensity until it collapses into a final, lingering question.
(I’m still not sure if I like it… tell me what you think!)
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