"closer
closer
closer
pressure building at the base of my spine
when
your name slips across my lips.

closer
closer
closer
shaky, and I just can't quite
believe
that you might be real.

closer
closer
closer
white knuckled; fingers twisted in your hair
flat black against innocent blonde
skin against new skin

[[You're mine.]]"

10:17pm---1/12/2009