remember

There are times throughout my day when I don't think about you...when the idea of your love does not frighten me into a frenzy.
At times, you are absent from me, completely, and I thinkhopewishpray I can do without you for a moment longer.
And that is when you return to me.
The sound of your voice, melodically speaking the blueprint of my demise.
[You know you planned it.]
Your fingertips gently brushing my skin.
"I'm here."
It never took much for you to pull me back in.
A blink of the eye, raise of the eyebrow.
I am entranced by you, and I am dying to wake up.


[originally written 6.10.10]