a look into

i see him looking, like
he has never looked this way before
his eyes light up with the mystery only he
himself knows and can tell

i wait in the shadows, wondering
what is he thinking inside that masculinity
i shudder at his breathing, his strength, his
eagerness to please me without even knowing that I am
standing there

i used to love him and he loved me
with much the same intensity, but
his feelings are lost in his own adventures and i
i am stuck with the pain of losing the only man who ever
looked at me and only saw
me