Look at me

It’s a certain type of look that gets me

It’s you looking at me

Sarcasm and disgust  dripping from the corner of a curious smile

Those eyes

feelings we can’t explain 

chemicals attracting, magnetizing, sending smoke signals and misreading signs

A sexual feeling that’s understood, one that translates

No need for words.

The recoil followed by confusion and complicated ideas

internal warning systems disabled, no match for this feeling thats taken me

The fear and desperation 

another glance

Reassurance that it’s not just me

Stuck in the moment

Where the fantasy begins

Our lives in the flash of an eye

The isle, the nights of entanglement, the magic

It’s all just bullshit

The passion forming in the space between, losing ground, it’s closing in on us

It’s only just begun 

Its exhilarating, mixing feelings of euphoria with utter despair

I can see it all in the way you move, the nervousness telling me you’re lost and looking.

Looking for me

The one

All our damage and toxicity dancing together and making plans, telling secrets that will never be revealed 

The future and the past falling away for this moment while I’m caught in your gaze unable to breathe 

Unable to see all the things I know are there, the darkness, the predictable nightmare.

All reason is lost, nothing else matters, caught up in this infatuation, paralyzed by your presence 

Looking at me

Telling me that I’m worthy, that I have what you need

That I matter

A possible lifetime of tragedy starting with a glance in the flash of an eye

But nothing else matters