No person can soothe me from your touch,
Yet I am fighting to breathe when I am with you.
You never take my breath away,
But still manage to leave me breathless.
You snatch my soul but manage to leave me gasping for air.
A femme fatale, my spirit gravitates to you.
Strangely, I don't remember you. You!
Get out of my dreams because reality is 140 pounds, 5'6" from the ground with devilish eyes,
But I'm drawn to you―wherever you are.
You leave me with cracks, but I follow your less traveled road
while, at the same time, running away.
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