Eye Contact
eye contact.
who needs it?
like when i try holding my anger
and you tell me to look up
out from behind my knees.
i hesitate. i know i'll cave.
when i look at you,
when i see your eyes,
i lose my train of thought.
a spark goes off
and my soul catches fire.
so you start smiling
and i cover my face
and i can't remember
why i was mad in the first place.
Copyright © Evelyn Rose | Year Posted 2016
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