As he lays by me, I feel his heart beating.
His scent captures all my senses and I feel alive.
The clouds tell me to run, but my body is paralysed,
Like a magnet trapping a fragile needle in its force,
Crushing, refusing to let go.
The city at night envelops us in its embrace,
I feel safe and so does he. Bare in the moonlight,
He shows me his soul and I am falling of this
Treacherous bridge, I drown in his eyes,
I am sinking, and as he blinks,
I am gone…
Stephania Betancur 