Looking
I wish you wouldn’t look back when I look at you
I’m penetrated by blue
I am
Whimsical wisps wanting
And you have to go reminding me of tangibility
Of reality
And this isn’t like you
Laughing and poking
This is you looking at me
Have I ever looked at you looking at me?
Or let you look at me looking at you?
I don’t know what you’re seeing
That’s what forces me to break away
Realizing you could be disappointed
I don’t know why I want it
I have the good sense to know I shouldn’t
And not to act on it
But I’d like to curl up with you
Eventually you approach me and I’d like it if you stayed
You’re not heavy on me like other arms
And I wonder if for every pair
There’s the heft and the bearer
And I’d say sorry for the strain
But I don’t because you wouldn’t understand
And I couldn’t explain
