After-Image
After-images in my reflection.
A building pressure in my complexion.
Dark eyeballs laying in its hold.
It’s been many years, I’ve been told.
I lay sideways, full of fear
at the very thought of you near.
I can’t see my truest desires.
I want only to combine our fires.
My embers are running cold
and my hearth has grown small.
I fail to see the point of it all.
We’re both hiding.
I feel it in your eyes.
How do two keep finding
such a dark compromise.
I’ve lost my hunger,
only wishing to sate my thirst.
In this lifepart I wonder,
how you’ve been the first.
I disregard this pain.
I disregard my fear.
My heart will not be in vain.
With time, that’ll be clear.
