Closer, come closer.
I can feel your eyelashes caress my hair. You're still not close enough. Wrap your arms around me until I can't breathe. Pull me into the warmest hug I've ever known. Until I stop shaking.
Until my leg stops twitching, and my can eyes close. Swirls of darkness control my vision. They won't control me.
I blink rapidly against your bare chest. Did you feel that darling? Fingers twined in unruly masses of curls. My eyes still can't close. All I ever see in the darkness is it. And then. And that feeling of terror. Of being frozen and delicate. Of my time reckoning coming and my short, twirling strand being snapped from it's intertwining ones. It's falling. I'm falling.
Hold me closer.
I can only feel calm when you're around. I can only close my eyes when you smother them in kisses. I can only see beauty when you stand in front of me. I only feel safe when you walk into the room.
I can only feel calm when I'm in your arms.
Hold me closer, love.
Swear you'll never let me go.
I'm still falling.
