She was in danger of loving
him too much
she was helpless
the way he could pin her down
using only his eyes
how her breathing changes
anticipating his touch
and the way his hands could
break her into soft wild
pieces
each screaming his name
oh, how she falls every time
over these quiet treacherous
things and how she keeps falling
again and again.
~N.R. Hart
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