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Sam Yarbrough Dec 2015
My eyes are in your room
I can see that you're everything
I'm not

You're red satin sheets
You're sure naked steel

I'm only a quiver in the dark.
Is it you or is it me?

My mouth feels like a magnet
pulling you in

Until I'm everything you are
Until your body is an ellipsis

A sentence left incomplete

And I'm the eager exclamation point,

finishing you off.

My eyes are in your room
and nothing looks the same.

— The End —