What Do You Want?

Images unique are printed in my mind.
Your face always beautiful unlike another kind.
Bunnies' hearts bounce too, right into their throat.
Wait an hour before, it comes back down to float.
Check my breathing, yes it's still there.
Which is weird since my lungs are pumping liquid 'stead of air.
There is blood pulsing underneath my cheeks,
my nose, my eyes, my forehead, everything but my teeth.

Say something.
Let me try.
It's framed a question and for a moment I don't know why.
But the whole thing's an inquiry.
Only I've made up my mind.
I had to, it was second in line.
Take your time.
Take all of what you need.
I had 30 months to ponder,
60 days resolve.
Until I took your fingers,
And watched if they would leave.