an abyss of colors swims before her eyes
faces flash and fade in the light,
throwing a subtle glow on her face.
half-awake; not caring about anything
besides that which is before her.

she sits frozen—in a trance.
it will be nearly an hour before she breaks from its spell.

when she walked in
she cared about naught but an outlet.
(lest her beloved suffocate under her constant stares and caresses)

though he often breathes heavy
and purrs unhappily
she does nothing
but stare and stare and stare.

updated by @ceri-shaw: 12/16/18 07:00:04PM