… at You

The sun is here,

but I want to look at you.

Just looking at you.
In the way you sit on the chair,
In the way you relax yourself there,
In the way you face the sun.
You.


The moon is here,

but I want to look at you.
Just looking at you.
In the way you lay yourself down,
In the way your chest rises up and down,
In the way your eyes are closed.
You.


The stars are here,

and you are not near,
but I want to look at you.
Just looking at you.
In the silence you treat me,
In the distance you give me,
In the pride you hold against me.
You.


And when the universe is gone,

and the world is torn.
I want to look at you.
Just looking at you.
In the way life ignites you,
In the way love flows into you
In the way love frees you.
You.


And if all the time is here,

and you are still here,
I want to look at you.
Just looking at you.
Into your eyes, he way I feel the sun.
Onto your face, the way I admire the stars.
At your whole self, just the way you are.
You.


And only if you breathe me in,
and take my breath in
and I want to feel you.
Just looking at you.
In the way you look back at me,
In the way you feel me as my breath touches your skin,
In all the ways you allow yourself to take me in.
You.


Just for now,
at this very moment,
I’ll take everything I see,
everything I feel… as mine.
Mine.


The sun is here, and I want to look at you.
Only you are yours, not mine.