He had stared into my eyes longer than any other
He is piercing through me
And i am speaking to him
We are looking to each other and seeing ourselves
His journey awaits and i arrive to send my regards
The sky is dim and greying
There is a buzzing behind him
I hear him still when the noise greatens
And i myself am still
Though the chair that i sit upon rocks slightly
And gives rhythm to a talk
The room is chilled and our sleeves are long
He had cut his hair since i last saw him
I think about brushing through it
The gel in his hair looks stiff
And the flyaways frame his defined features
He is a beautiful man
And he will remain beautiful in my memory
I will not see him again
I had stared into his eyes longer than any other