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Fix Me With Your Stare

 

You fix me with your stare

But I still dare

You to

 

I dare for you to care for me

You do

You know you do

But, absent, you are features without soul

 

- Sudden.

Sharp and blood, bleeding flood

Crisp

Weaving

Louder, all so much louder

Street noise through your open window

Loudness of the evening as you

Fix me with your stare

 

I’m still breathing.

I trip. I risk

A look into your eyes - are you there?

I try to move

Forward, forward

 

Still following, sweat soaked.

Now you are moving out of focus.

 

I can’t help but stop.

I know I shouldn’t.

But you’re you.

No matter what you do.

 

And now you’re here upon me

And I feel it all, such pain.

This love.

As above

You fix me with your stare.