The fear

 With every text

Pupils dilate, pulse quickens,  dexterity impresses

With every free period

Minds wonder, pictures paint a greeting paranoia

With every spoken word

Chest grow arms to catch and hold close, mind plays chess, reasoning disconnects

With every touch

Its wintertime for the spine, nerves awaken, breathing syncs

With every care

Other options disappear, focus nears, heart despairs

And it is so clear

That they are all deep in there

and that is ...

the fear