It all started curiously, my me realising that you exist.
Then you were just there one day, there and then.
Your so unspeakable beauty speaking for itself.
Those curious eyes, childlike in their wonder.
The erotically aerodynamic shape of your body.
The perfect amount of modulated photons.
In your deeply colourful long flowing hair.
And the black-hole like quietude of you.
I see you, you see me, I see you no more.
Playing visual tag, who will look first.
Your thoughts smell fresh, pristine.
Deeply innocent and unbroken.
The dreams intense of course.
It is the way you whisper.
In the deep thoughts.
Aware and alive.
You will never know.
Never have the idea.
For you already know.
But in a different way.
I saw it in your eyes.
I felt it in your thoughts.
The way your mind shivered.
All the thoughts that followed.
