anacoluthia
Lack of grammatical sequence or coherence, especially in a sentence.
You're beautiful, he whispers into your ear, wafting smoky breath across your sharp cheekbone, eyes wide and dark, so dark you can't tell where pupil ends and iris begins. Maybe he doesn't have irises at all, maybe his eyes are one big black pupil, like a vacuum that feeds on souls. Like a Dementor, but worse, beautiful.
And then his head dips down and those lips do something and fuck, all thoughts of Dementors are gone, blown away with a puff of stale cigarette smoke.