Street fogged

hands clasped
together
by his chest
cold air mixed with
heat of his breath
knees slightly
trembling
hunger
surged
weak
borrowing
strength
from forces
unknown
coming forth
head swirling
hurricane trapped inside
wildly wanting
to come out
he stops
looks
at her
directly
at her eyes
from where
he stands
four or five feet
away from where
she does
he whispers
love me

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