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About This Poem
The Staring Contest
I stop and stare - the moment skips.
My pupils flare, my stomach flips.
I'm anchored there by roots of nerves,
My legs impaired, my feelings stirred.
I gulp for air - my lungs won't fill.
My heart despairs; my pulse is shrill.
You're unaware of my dazed eyes,
That I'm ensnared, emotions tied.
I'm unprepared for you to raise
Your stony glare to meet my gaze.
Though anguish blares, my eyes are glued -
I cannot tear my thoughts from you.
With shoulders squared, my eyes won't stray.
A silent dare - don't look away.
Why can't you spare this heart of mine?
It won't repair, won't realign.
It's so unfair! - Your face suffused
Behind this pair of baby blues.
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