Looked across the table
Mirroring you
Those eyes
Intense as they come
Some days bright
Other days none
I had no need, no desire
To look any further than you
Not up
Nor down
Or from side to side
Missing things
Left and right
Beautiful things
Interesting
Kind
Things my life would be better
Had I seen
With my eyes
Opened
Instead of shut
But inside my bubble
I stayed
Blinded by your games
And the things in you
I thought I saw
Lover’s problems
The idea I had
That I could trust
With normal skies clouding
I was lost in rolling tides
Of butterflies
Sleepless nights
And soft fingers touch
On skin
Mine
Yours
Ours
The fingers of rings
Rings that got lost
Are now dressing fingers
I type you this on
Time to take them back
Gather my things
And continue to ride
Rollercoaster eyes
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