Ignited

Don’t think that I don’t see. I do. From the side lines I may act subdued, but nothing could be further from the truth. I am ignited by one look whether beheld or felt in reverie by you. I was quietly aware hearing the music in your eyes. Then one night, I saw you in a dream with visions flowing from your mouth. You were walking circles around me. I was standing hypnotic looking at the stars. And you grabbed my hand trying to break me from the trance. You whispered in my ears to bring my dancing eyelashes back to your direction. Even as the world crowds me in, I can feel adoration pumping through your skin. Still, was it self doubt or your innocence that prohibited you wisdom of your worth? When all the while your presence stroked softly my avid earth? Know your stance engraves beautifully in softest spaces secretly, and these stars infinite reminders of how you implode in me…

[Photo by Bellezza Caotica]