26/10/16 About an inexplicable sense of someone
Random flashes of brilliance,
overflowing with exuberance,
come to see me or happenstance?
If only you would smile more
your eyes an open door.
The world does not mean you harm
your cheek, your smarts, all your charm.
I see more than you show because
I do not look with my eyes... pause
and think, how do I sense you
the instinctive way I do?