Something keeps crawling over my skin,
Plummeting like Rain in my pores over & over again.
Almost calling me with a tinge of an itch..
bathing Amber & Hazel with a feeling I can't fix.
Accompanied by this cold revealing goosebumps...
Listening to the beat of my heart through veins more quiet with it's thumps.
Against my muscles compressing pressure,
Forcing chills laced of need for contact on planes I cannot measure.
..happens without my consent,
trapping my body urging to repent.
Of solace creeping down my spine,
laying awake on hours past conception of time.
It's all just travels of the mind,
venturing discoveries reality can't find!