A gentle whisper by the ear
Warm breath brushes by the skin
Goosebumps raised, blood backflowed
That tone, so gentle
caresses the soul
yet the words formed sentences
that is cold as the marble slab pressed against my bare skin
The illusion that we are still lovers from yesterday
and your heartless words that I can’t ignore
make me wonder
who are you?
Lips curved into a light smirk,
lights danced off your smiling yet contrasting cold eyes
pulsed with danger.
My heart races
Instinct screamed, body tensed
Ready for flight
yet I stand rooted
Mind in point blank
You let off a quiet laugh
mocking my silliness
Who is the drunkard?
you in hatred,
or me, in your web of gentle venom?
This is done on random because of a song that I was listening to, on the bus this noon. It wasn’t from the lyrics, but from the feeling that the song gives me and there’s a guy whispering something in the background. Pretty errie song actually.