Risk of Takers Whom Am I To Be?

Just below the chest where I belong, just above the hip bone often I assure you in moments of risk in this jounrey. My abilities are mistaken if caught in motion of risk, whom just a heart beat away?

I get label tons of names everywhere in this world: Even at moment put on display for fashion, as if easy access for my purposes to body has no other calling.

Often looped in attire of bulk materials, and telling you time is up for change in schedule. It's no wonder that I feel miles from a heart beat.

A heat beat away from understanding why I feel sense of rush come over us, has me at moments gasping for oxygen & checking your pulse as some sorta of calming skill.

Those small moments, we are in mischievous risk down a walk-way, or side street in darkness
with all eyes on you as beacon;
The flash of the bulbs set in panic, do you risk fleeing or do we stay in this moment?

Shall we check out the our pulse, as if every drip of blood from bone's vessel has run dry, just to try stay collective from vampire of merely imagery.
As, the suspense dwells us: You lift me from your side! Awwwn, what a moment in desperation panic! Click of sound us using force to push to button for lens;

You show off me against your breast, as this is only time I get thy closest to your heart beat to rest, and check our pulse.

You smell the swift light Fragrance from this mornings spritz, giving you a sigh of aromatherapy. Relaxing us both in fainting risk of panic attacks, no need to look back now. Vampire done got their shots, it's glamorous times like this you wait for the wolves to pounce as a pack to make your get away.

You so gently swing me into motion carelessly like a dragon head bout aim fire at risk to move forward: Not paying no mind to those matters around us.
I rather enjoy being beside you at all times, even if it's to wear fashionable attire, maybe even being a heart beat away not so bad, or if it's just get caught in the moment together.
I would not dare live life next to anyone else, not willing take the risk you do same for us.

I be glad rest upon your chest tonight, until we do this all again tomorrow.

Author's Note

From a flick of the wrist to motion of a photographer every second counts in a heart beat of a moment to the click of lens. Aiming for that precisely second round in time for image creation can be hours to merely seconds. Literally, hold your wrist long period of time can feel like attack from vampire run your blood dry. Yet, oh how so sweet that shot is when it comes!