
The thought that,
I
Flickered in the depths
Of that ever stimulating black box of yours
Is laughable.
It’s not mathematical,
rational.
But the truth of the matter is,
I find you
Quite a bit more than passable.
Your effervescent nature pulls me in like the moon guides the tide
Brings me to a state of mind that is undefined
An elation of that instantaneous fraction of time,
Where I imagine our fingers intertwined
Desires aligned
Hearts assigned.
But these clandestine matters shall be kept mine
And will be kept so
No matter the patter
Of my chest.
As my memory stirs
I remember -
Your gaze lies elsewhere