Double Take

I know a version of you, you haven’t met. His eyes intensely fixed in mine, his body pensive and determined. He doesn’t search for reasons why not, he knows what he wants. His arms wrap around me like deadly lust stricken anacondas with no other choice than to take me. His breath follows mine. He isn’t crushed under the weight of my second thoughts, he grows, flourishes, digs roots deep in places that are yet not his own. My protests for this steady invasion are…