Obsession

How I stare at you, into you,
how I mute the voices,
within and around,
blur the background,
and become hyper aware
of your presence.

How you look at me, just casually,
I stumble awkwardly,
I fumble,
how you finish my lines,
and how you complete me.

How the smell of your body lingers
in every corner of the room
long after you are gone,
how I feed my fixation
and become breathless.