I feel you whisper to another as my dreams of unheard words transpierce fortified boundaries. My wanting for our intanglement tightening the fibers surrounding the cage that enfolds my endearment.
Merely aspiring for a moments gaze. Tripping over words and crashing into pieces; implicitly I remain. Scared of the discarded. Of the forgotten pyramid of hearts, formerly shattered upon the ground after falling for you.
And yet, I can not run. Your blinding brightness seizing every movement of my once controlled action, as I attempt to remain collected. My strength lost from an instantaneous obsession that has been unrecoverable since our greeting.
William Brandon Mulkey