A seeping poison in the blood
A pained memory
Of haunting sensation
To race your heart
And sweat you dry.

Seeded desires
And parch throated cries
Echoing the dreaded touch
To wrap its all about your core
Urging your gutted pulse.

Flushed overwhelming colour
To betray what lies inside
Bodily weaknesses
Ebb away at thoughtful restraints

In some quiet place
Where only your heart beat
Absorbs your mind
You find pieces of me - and many -
Waiting for you
With unheard whispered
Beckoning words.

Penned by my hand on the 23rd of Ios, in the year 151 MA.