Silence... settles... in the sheets. I count the pulse... of heavy heartbeats. Something shifts... beside the stand. The sliding shape... of a heavy hand. You start to speak... but stop your breath. It smells like smoke... it smells like death. I slip inside... your field of sight. Just a smudge... against the night. You turn to look... I cease to be. But I am still... watching thee. So still... So solid... So close. In the corner... of your eye. I am the shadow... passing by. Touching skin... Watching sin. Touching skin... Watching sin. I have enough... for both of you. So much time... for both of you. The burnt one sleeps... a restless sleep. The other one... begins to weep. I press my chest... against the spine. And tell myself... that this is mine. Not a ghost... or trick of light. I am the vessel... in the night. Don't... look. Don't... turn. You will only... see the burn. Hush now... Hush. In the corner... of your eye. I am the shadow... passing by. Touching skin... Watching sin. Touching skin... Watching sin. I have enough... for both of you. So much time... for both of you. I’m still here. Just... sleep.
