He attached himself to my face

He attached himself to my face
It must have been something I said

His lips took out my breath
His hands went behind my chest

There in the middle of the street
While people were passing

Blood drained from my head
My feet did nothing

His tongue was some type of limb
Exploring my teeth

Don't know what it was looking for
The police did nothing

I felt his shortness of breath
He was having some kind of fit

I'd feel guilty if he turned out dead
But in a way he'd deserve it