I see a fire
inside of your eyes,
a spark in a sparkle
that reflects from your gaze
everytime we meet through those stares.
I feel that overwhelming force
that pushes me to break over
and attain a place we feel awkward in,
but also comfort
and care and love
for boundaries we move beyond of
and realize the mutual understanding
that we already had.
I see you,
the child we all cover up
and the innocence we hide away,
the jealousy we never show
and the intensity we’re afraid of.
I know of the expressions
that you hold underneath,
the vibrancies that make me fall for you
more
everytime I find them scattered
and slaying.
But there is a touch to your presence
that marks for a peek
I can’t ever let go of,
a certain subtleness
in the craziness that you keep pushed down,
a passionate peck
in the way your smile lifts up
and you have that face where you are everything
that makes me melt
in that one single moment.
Like a memory collage
that makes me walk through anything
that ever made us happy,
and you’re like that instance
that could make me cry and make me laugh,
but never sad, never in pain,
for this was something that transcended
even existence.
Maybe this is life,
living it infinitely
in one singleton moment.