Do you know I can see you
tucking your fears
behind your ears
as you watch me watching you?
Do you feel your eyes on you,
when I show you the magic
you've stashed away
in all my corners and edges?
Are you moved
when I watch you move
side to side,
from the shores of one insecurity
to another?
Because I do.
I do,
and I do not think anyone so ornately flawed
must strive so hard
to lock up every shard
of themselves
behind every ray of light
you get from me.
Pick up your falling smile,
because I can see two hands
reach out for the parts of you
that complete you.
I watch two eyes
watching every joy
that etches itself
in your skin.
I can hear you dreaming
of perfection,
without realising that
it lives in you.
And it lives in me.
Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 11:55 AM UTC
Do you know I can see you
tucking your fears
behind your ears
as you watch me watching you?
Do you feel your eyes on you,
when I show you the magic
you've stashed away
in all my corners and edges?
Are you moved
when I watch you move
side to side,
from the shores of one insecurity
to another?
Because I do.
I do,
and I do not think anyone so ornately flawed
must strive so hard
to lock up every shard
of themselves
behind every ray of light
you get from me.
Pick up your falling smile,
because I can see two hands
reach out for the parts of you
that complete you.
I watch two eyes
watching every joy
that etches itself
in your skin.
I can hear you dreaming
of perfection,
without realising that
it lives in you.
And it lives in me.
