The Way You Make Me Feel

By Anouk C

I hum to the tunes playing in the background, imagining us in all those precarious circumstances.

I feel silly, but it’s a fun thought I’d like to wallow in.

I step a little to the side and then to the other side.

Just like that, you have me dancing to tunes that make no sense.

But my body seems to know the exact sway needed to keep me grounded.

My body and you feel like co-conspirators, the kinds that have me twirling on your pinkie finger.

I sigh a deep breath, perhaps I need a break from this thought. From you, perhaps?

I will take this time away from you, feeling no remorse…no relapse to your touch.

Holding my ground…I sway a little side to side to the rhythm of the music.

The rhythm of your heartbeat as it beats whenever it sees me.

I’m reacting to the very stimulus that I’m trying to escape.

The way you make me feel is the exact way I don’t want to feel.

Vulnerable and livid…I reach out to you for your warm embrace.

It’s a wicked feeling, burning hot on my skin.

I want to hold onto it…I want to languish in it.

Let me simmer…let me disintegrate…

By Anouk C