The way my throat contracts
When your smile is to me before we interact,
I feel the well begin to fill
Leaking leisurely down the skin I do feel,
The reverie is but all too painful that to contradict would make me a liar.
I can't even blink for fear of seeing
Your smile in my mind burns my soul in broken fire,
My foolish choice to feel is all but screaming
Inside my frame- threatening escape.
Please don't poison my fate.
I lie upon the hardened surface of fate
Aching my back as I remain awake
And there it is- I blink by mistake
And there it is, there is your smile
Burning my soul in broken fire.
I beg for consumption
So that the pain may cease and devour
My burns and my foolish reaction
And there it is- silence has fallen, burning
My soul slowly by the hour
Your laugh echos through my ears
Deafening me with blissful memories, my loyal fears.