See The Unseen

Looking at you is like the sun
looking at him is like nightfall.

Holding you is the summer
holding him is the cold.

Laughing with you is like the air
laughing with him is like water.

Looking into your eyes is the dawn
looking into his eyes is dusk.

Being with you is like drawing with pen
being with him is like sketching.

Being in your arms is like the summer
being in his arms is like the rain.

You are the crowd I don’t want to see,
the stray line with no trajectory.
He’s the day, the night, and all that’s in between;
he can look into my eyes and see the unseen.

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