Reaching Poem by Kae O'Remik

I reach out,
Obviously together,
Obviously content,
For you,
My savior,
Who reaches back,
Obviously reaching back,
Right?

Or did I read you wrong?
Misinterpreted the subtle glances,
The lingering touches,
The feeling of your eyes on me,
Intoxicating

As addicting as sweet summer air,
And the hazel that captures and reflects,
The light and burn of the sun,
When there is no sun,
The very hue that captures,
My ever changing brown

The way I am composed without you,
But feel lost,
And free when you take my hand,
Yet my chest grows tight

The way you wrapped your arms around me,
Whispered in my ear when,
You thought no one was looking,
Set fire to my blood

The strength, the power,
The essence of salt and sweat,
Sparking on my tongue,
Determination infusing each breath,
Each laugh, each intake,
A reminder of what is to come,

I reach out, you strain back,
But we remain apart,
Am I too afraid to speak out?
Or are you too afraid to let go?