Proximity

I'm ready to turn the gears

Grind in a meat grinder

Your body

As if

Voice of a child

Clean

And pristine

Destroy

Or

Create

Inflamed mind

Decayed organism

Or

Warm hugs

Naked Intimacy

Raw kiss

Fiery touches

Or in the bone marrow the fear of that

That we will leave each other forever

I only regret that I didn’t have time

Come alive from your gaze

Or

Die

From

Frightened