Your gaze seemingly cut through my conscious
Pierced my soul.
rummaging around in my thoughts- searching.
For what, I  really didn’t care to know.

I often recoiled, denying the intrusion.
Dropping my eyes.
But I was never completely able to ignore the rush.
I could never stop replaying those moments in my head.
The conversation itself probably lost, yes.

But that look….
That immense intensity….
It ignited something inside me that was…
Inextinguishable.

You could actually see me.
Inside of me.
Vulnerable. Exposed.
Naked.

You strode in at your own will,
Unannounced, and uninvited.
You were confident and forward with your thoughts.
And exactly the opposite of me.
Projecting, Intimidating.
Too much.

And I stood there, Somewhere between:
Wonder and terror.
Curiosity and denial.
Excitement and dismissal.
What on earth could you want with me?

Anyway...

Time would pass,
And I would convince myself that
I just lost my mind in the clouds again.
It was physical attraction.
Or, that you were that way to everyone-
This intense, beautiful person,
Leaving marks in the mind.

Someone that
That could look intently into your head-
Pull out your soul-
Because he can-
And he wants to-
Just to examine the contents for a moment.

And even once he’s put it back,
Possibly better than before,
You still can’t breathe.
Or think.
Or remember why you were once so afraid.