Poetry / A Simple Act

A Simple Act

Every girl upon which his blue eyes fall
     I envy
Every hand that is protected by his strong, gentle fingers,
     I with was mine
Of every ear that hears his soothing voice,
     I am so jealous
Every person who warms in his embrace,
     I curse…

because it’s one look that I don’t get to share,
a touch in which i cannot partake,
a sound that i don’t get to hear,
a moment in which i cannot revel.

His simple act of looking,
    shows he knows that i exist.
Of his holding of my hand,
    shows he actually does care.
Of his whispering secrets softly,
    shows he trusts me as i do him.
Of his hugs so safe and warm,
    shows he maybe loves me too.

It’s simple acts as these
    that mean the most to me.
That have a sweeter taste,
    than a haunting melody.
And perhaps if I wait long enough,
    he will see me too.
And if I’m really lucky,
    he’ll say, “I love you.”

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