More Than Meets the Eye

You’re interesting to me

More than meets the eye

You sit there quietly

Observing me

Unnerving me

Never saying more than just a few words

Electricity passing through us instead

So intense I begin to feel awkward and mumble something incoherent

Just to fill the silence

Slowly losing my mind

The anticipation coming in for its kill

Becoming my demise.

Poem by Alejandra Marie

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