What it's like to Wander

Reminder to Look Again

I wanna show you what I see,
Not what the mirror screams back.
I want to show you the soft curve of
your lips, and how it echoes your
misery, your aching to be touched.
I want to grace your brow,
Furrowed in honesty but still
Loving indeed. And below it, the shallow
Pools of your eyes, surrounding your
Curious pupils.
There's a loneliness in your irises,
I see it, but I also see hope. I see
The beauty in your observation
Of the world and am mesmerized.
A woman may have left her
Belongings in the holes of your
Heart, but you are not what she left,
You're so much more than that.
You're the warmth, the comfort
Any woman would be proud to love.
Don't worry, sweet one, that you won't
Find this new love you so yearn for
It will come in time, as will that
Tender smile that reminds of
Summer evenings under the setting sun.