He whispers in my ear, nothing of any importance
Which is good
I can't focus on his words anyhow
I am far too distracted by the feeling of his warm breath on my neck
and when he leans too close and brushes my earlobe with his mouth
Unintentionally, I think,
I am sure of it...
I tell my pulse to slow down
I tell my mind to quiet.
None of this means anything, I admonish myself.
None of this is real.
We're just two separate souls
I compose myself.
Focus on the task at hand and it's business as usual
Until he leans in and whispers in my ear one more time.