the look in his eyes…
his gaze held so tightly
that I could feel his pupils read me
like his every blink could write me
as if he knew my every crevice;
felt like he memorized me,
disguised me in his thoughts
so he could privately recite me
He could solve my every mystery,
like a puzzle in his mind
he’d jumble all my pieces
just to see what he could find
can’t compete with his stare
so my vision remains ablaze
as i am caught up in the rapture
of his mesmerizing gaze.