A shiver of the spine - shuddering, shaking, jarring me out of alignment. You breathe and I shatter.
Warm hand sliding over cool flesh,
A shiver of the spine, shuddering, shaking, jarring me out of alignment.
It makes me cringe.
This touch, this sensation-
The feel of skin on my skin-
Makes me fear for my life.
This hand, so hot, burns away my flesh,
Scorches me to my bones,
Leaves them charred and brittle.
You breathe and I shatter.
I fall into a million little pieces,
Debris, ashes in the air that you breathe in,
And now I'm inside of you,
In your skin, as you lay your hand on mine.