Tell me I see your smile
and ask me
why I'm still looking for a hand
to pull me out of my own discomfort.

If I had ever been looking
for attraction, I think I might've found
something greater in your eyes.

Tell me I feel my heart beating
and tell me
you sense our spirit breathing,
disencumbered
and lacking the stale loneliness I've forgotten.

I find you staring
and my love for you
completes the thoughts I want to share,
the emotions I want to explore,
the complexities
I want to understand.

Ask me why we're still caught
and tell me why I love you
more than the last long second
of unconscious clarity.