SelfPub: Hear that? Oh yeah, This ...

Hear that?
Oh yeah,
She's the one,
Sneaking on my toes
Gently breath with nose
Silent gets back
To remain unnoticed.
Abruptly grabs you by the shoulders,
Causing shudder and scream,
Compresses into its icy embrace,
Burn his face with a frosty breath
And a hoarse voice whispers the words,
Arguing that it is - the mind.
But you know
Know who she really is.
It's not love
Not common sense
And not even the longing.
It's the emptiness.