She reads my mind
When I gaze at her
She knows me well
And counts
My sins
With her eyes
She can tell-
An anxious pose
I stiffen from
Her stare
A knowing smirk
Far from comfort
I wipe sweat
From my brow
And turn away
Hope is blinding
Afraid to glance back
Yet I do
But she's faced away
As though
Nothing's happened
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I call this word play. this is as abstract as it gets. like looking at life through a prism. totally loved it tfs 10/10