No matter how I try, I cannot the shake the feeling of his breath on my soul.
I close my eyes, wishing to the skies to take this memory from me.
Leave me whole again, to pursue another course and find a place to call my own.
And just when I sigh and think I may be free from the words he has etched across my mind,
Here he comes once again, dancing across my vision, tempting fate, tempting emotion, tempting flesh.
And thus I sit and wait, praying against that fateful day when he sets me free once and for all...
...or finally claims me as his own.
