faithless lashes blinking out of sync with the melodic tears. unsung notes quivering on restless lips teetering on the edge of verbalization with each breath. heartbeat has no recognizable rhythm and has lost all means of regulation. control- the only option. grip- slipping. tell me what to do with you. you make me want to move with you. each glance- enticing. but i sit with every muscle taught every emotion ready to spring into action. if only i could let myself go.