I can’t stop looking at these pictures of you
taking in every pixel
the play of light
and dark
the bend of brown around
your eyes, staring
straight into mine
innocent
of the wanting
waiting there.
memorizing
as if my knowing
means anything at all
as if one day I will stand up
and say I know
this face
better than anyone
and they will let me take you home with me
as if you have
no say
in the matter
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