skin as cold as ice
eyes so intense they look through your soul
a face-pale as if dead
yet.the smile of a god.
touch-lights a spark
feel the whiff of a scent so crazy
closer-don't breathe.don't move.
feel the rush flow through your veins
throw yourself into the sky.fall.
a binding grip breaks the fall.
the wind seeps by-sound of crisp autumn leaves