the sound of my emotions

s i l k

The smooth silk of their words runs like butter against her ears

She smiles and greedily soaks up every last drop of their mild affection

Tragically, deep down she knows it's all pointless

Blissful and overflowing compliments only add more pressure to the mold

Tension builds as blood surges urgently through her veins

Her heart arrives in her ears

He loves popping in for abrupt spasms

She needs to live a little, to flourish fervently

Anxiety rapidly envelopes her in a dutiful fashion

Don't touch the flame or you'll burn the silk

Darling