He makes It Hard to Breathe
Take my face off
let it fall around my graceless ankles
like bedsheets, or a docile tide
You look at me in such a way
that I never allow anyone to
Let you stretch into a vacant corner
of my mind
And suddenly I am fragile & Fearful
of what you mean to attain
And how much my fascade
has shrunken around my blackened lungs
After you have cleaved of me
a new sanctity
of being completely at one
with anybody besides myself
Aimee
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