Intimacy

Some particles take the breath I constituted carefully

Carry it to the only meaningful and necessary destination

Your ears inhale deeply, damaging the package that already lost some value on the way

Now partially I am heard

Partially because you do not care enough

And were unable to witness how it was conceived

The dread was chirping to your ears

Excitement

Nothing exciting takes root in me however

Just the same old dread

With different clothes every day

This time in a red dress, since today 

Some other particles took and reflected your presence upon my eyes 

Dressed by Marquez

Today I have seen you seeing me

Some particles started wriggling from my chest to my crumbling feet 

Since they took my body from the hostile springs of my bed

And placed it in front of your impending presence

Some particles flew away from between my fingers to your chest 

That is the only intimacy we will get

With or without the dread