In the Contagion of Existence

The rose's thorn tears petals apart,
storms rage with fierce intensity,
or perhaps just a whisper of distance...
Though everything brushes against you—
our secret meeting in solitude
seems to hold you bound in one piercing gaze.

Don't reach out to touch me,
you too will suffer my existence's cruel contagion;
yet still, to keep your senses
razor-sharp and vigilant,
you too had tried with all your heart!