Stopped by to see you today
to see if I could scratch your head to listen for your thoughts...
... brush my face against yours,
like a cat showing its affection.
I wanted to see you today
to see that smile walk across your face
like something that you would want to hide but could never...
... to see your eyes avoid mine because if you looked at me you would see my own, searching,
trying to understand your soul
though, ha... all your windows are closed anyway.
I'm happy I didn't see you today.
As your soul attracts my own
It unfairly categorizes me with the minds in your collections
And seeing you only makes my eyes want to see you more -
today, tomorrow, and always.
And that's not fair.
Thank you for not being there.
This is still in progress. But your thoughts are welcomed.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!....'it' makes you feel the 'want' of seeing one who is cavalier in their 'return' passion!
ReplyDeleteHumble thanks. Writing always comes from an image for me. It's a cognitive picture that forms a story, and for the reader I want them to take it as their own. So really, you already know this person, it's just your person. ;)
DeleteBrutal and lovely at the same time. I realllyy dig it :)
ReplyDeleteHumble thanks, Diana. Now I'm afraid to touch it lol :)
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