You still yourself-
Despite the flight that wells with fear-
To feel the cushion on the fingertips
Of the hand that leaves a white impression.
You fill the numbness with blood
In that millisecond
Before the advent of pain.

A reprieve between gasps
The lingering note of plea
Between sobs.

Romance requires a giving in-
An acceptance.

It dawns when everything has been taken.
Right before the moment

Emptiness fills.