So blank and dark
That cleft in your chin
That eyebrow arch
You look at me
From the shadows
I feel your stare
Without a touch from your brows
You thirst for what runs through my veins
Yet, you behave as though you are shackled and chained
You want to come for me
Your thirst is unbearable
You show me your fangs
I freeze. I’m unmovable.
Even now, you don’t move.
You’re still. You stare.
I feel myself yearning for you.
“Come for me. I don’t care!”
The shadows grow darker, thicker, and wider.
With one last look into your eyes, I collapse to the floor.
People scatter and holler
But only you come forth
“Ma’am, are you okay? Are you hurting anywhere?”
I roll my head to look up at you and it’s just
Written on January 18, 2022