your head in my hands
rain down
tiny drops
dark snakes
between my fingers
tangled desperately
through out your thoughts
dripping cold against my skin
I have to
constantly remind myself to
breathe
but each breath
is more of a gasp
a beg
a plea
for more
or just a break
so that I remember
the real world
outside your eyes
and i'm burning
from the inside out
or the outside in
tiny sparks jumping across
my skin
in the pattern of your lips
your fingertips
every nerve is white hot magnesium
burning every circuit pathway to my brain
until each feeble thought
is a muddle moan
a meek cry
a protest against you leaving
your marks
on my soul