Dreamcatcher ✓

Y.

You gasp for air.

Your soul stretches its arms out, with every throb of your pulse

Your muscle shouts. That constant ringing which makes you into a cocoon

Do your hear that? The miniature of scream whose decibels are so fractional

That honey, is the sound of my demon

My words cut you deep. From the adipose in your thighs to them crease while you smile

I shall judge you. 

That stride which reflects your confidence shall melt when my eyes locks with yours.

Even worse

You smudge your lipstick because my lips are more plump than yours. 

You pull your skirt up just because my eyes scoffed at yours

You dab more colors, a shade of pink here, a tint of red there 

even when your eyes hold that glitter I really hate

But I love you for this because baby 

With every pull and smudge,you are feasting my demons.

xxxx

I would loveee to know what you guys understood from the random spoken poetry above.

Do comment. Let's see the different perspectives of people :D