💌 memory of a look 💌

I never want to look at a screen again. I want to look into your eyes until we fall in love.

when you look what do you see deeply and truly

when you look what wash over your nerves

how does a soft gaze pull internal sharpness into view

and what is left of me

when you’re done looking?

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I don’t know what you see but I know how it feels

because I look back at you and I see the world

and all of you, and none of you

then I’m alone again, and I’m

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and my eyes are closed so I can finally see you

so is that when you see me

or am I less seen

more felt,

more an idea,

more of a squishy blurry fuzz.

I never want to look at a screen again. I want to look into your eyes until we fall in love. And really see each other for the first time. Deep in the salty teal water, eyes shut, motionless, hearing the silence of holding my breath and our spirits becoming one. Then with the edge, lightheaded with an empty stomach we will resurface and forget that miracle was real.