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Beneath the signature of madness
A myriad of things are born
When eyes meet, when everything else is irrelevant
When all we know is that if we're not right next to one another
our next breath won't come
If it were to pour down rain on us right now
we'd smile standing in that rain
The world is laughable right now
because nothing else matters but how we feel
Rules are ignored with reckless abandon
rules about having to work tomorrow
Rules about a phone call we were supposed to make
about things that needed doing
Rules about someone who needed a ride home
but will now have to find another one
It's so insane that you plan for things like this
You have friends set you up on blind dates
or you have dinner with someone
You plan days or even weeks ahead
You buy special clothes for the special occasion
You buy special gifts for the special occasion
and that special occasion is just .. not that special
Then there you are walking down the street
or riding on a bus
or shopping in the market
or visiting a friend
or at the office Christmas party
just minding your own life and then
There it is
Out of nowhere, crazier still is this
You know it's crazy
You can hear every logical person in your life asking
"what are you doing?"
In your heart you can feel every one of their eyes locked onto you Watching you
You don't need to be told
with every passing second you're more aware of how absurd it is
And yet
Try as you might
You just can't seem to care about any of that
you're too busy being lost inside of someones eyes
And most comfortably I might add
It's in their eyes, but it's not just their eyes
It's the way they use their eyes
The way they look at you, or through you
It's the way they stand, it's their body, it's their accent when they speak
It's the unbelievable way that even though you're no where near them  
They're touching you, you can feel them
The heat is unbearable
you don't know when
you don't know where
you don't know how
But you DO know SOON
it's going to be soon
You stare at them
and in your mind you see a leopard
You see a leopard crouched in the grass watching a herd of gazelle
And you understand now just how that leopard feels
They know how the gazelle feels and .. they're enjoying it
It's perfect
It has both predator
And prey
Your heart pounds in your head
Your pulse quickens
Suddenly
You're startled as the cab driver leans over and yells out to you
"You gettin' in or what?"
You shake your head a few times to clear it, "yes, yes I'm getting in"
"I'm sorry .. I was lost in thought"
You give the driver an address
Turn your head to look out the window into the rain as they pull away
smile softly and say to yourself
"I'll find you"

— The End —