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!)