In The Dark

Long sighing words, whisper calling me
Hand in the air catching mine
Eyes in dark mirror look at me
Fear slowly tying me tight

Watching me
Catching me
In the dark, through cold silence
Haunting me
Touching me
Through the hollow inside

Haunting you, wanting you
Scaring me, longing for me
I can sense your fear deep within

Watching me
Catching me
In the dark, through cold silence
Haunting me
Touching me
Through the hollow inside

Watching me
Breathing me
Calling me

Watching me
Haunting me
Wanting me

I can feel your look in the dark
Smelling seeking for my heart

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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