has it just slipped through?
Should I let it go?
Was on it's way, and I bent to pick it up.
It bit me though, not a love bite
the kind that you remember and then promise to not allow repeat.
Still it curls around me with that look in it's eye,
like it needs me and no one else.
Like I am the only antidote to suffering, to alone
so I bend again
I see that it doesnt want to
I see that it wants to more than anything
I see both sides of this coin
while it reaches for me
while it comes closer and I can smell my weakness
I can feel its intentions to devour and
still I hold steady and wait for the connect