I watched it float through the sky, light as a dust ball. Watched it as it landed behind your ears and settled in that dark and sensual place- unnoticed. Days passed as it waxed and stretched, slowly and evenly coating your skin. Unwittingly you bring your hand to your neck to brush it away as it hovered, half formed. But there it was. It was almost parasitic the way it clung, it grew as you grew, love as you loved. As it crept down onto your arms and around your throat, threatening to close up on you as you struggled for breathing space Get off I'm tired Stop I need space. And then it was gone. Say it and it will go. ...