Obsession

One hot breath upon the neck,

Breathe in….breathe out…..

Soft lips touching lightly…..

Even now there is stirring;

Stirring within the heart and blood,

Smiles longer, wider, with a hint of sin.

Ideas begin to stir within the mind….

One hot breath, one hot breath upon the

Neck and one goes blind.

Only from afar,

Broken down…..broken up…..

Strange urges and heart strings

Echo in twisted chords that grind,

Stinging pride and vanity.

Sanity flickering into tight, white fists.

Impure, unright, evil thoughts that

Only from afar can on hold. So some say

None know so well as those struck this way.

One more step,

Both feet forward towards the light,

Strength built-up without vent,

Every moment another miniscule yet mammoth

Step towards a noble goal,

Slowly….slowly…..slowly….and then

Instead it fizzles in a pathetic pop,

One more step, but they’ve already stopped.

Now none can start again….

Obsession is a fickle friend.