yellow [poetry]

eye contact

i caught you staring
not too long ago, i remember
it was a quiet study morning
at the start of november

at whatever it was you saw
you stared, seeming so lost
as if a spell was cast
and everyone else was gone

so at first, i thought
that, maybe, it was just me—
that my heart made my eyes
see what they wanted to see

so i turned away
almost immediately,
before i could even see
what your reaction could be

but this happened again
the feeling of wanting to know
what you really thought of me
and i just couldn't let go

still, i said nothing
after all, i didn't know if it was true
this was a strange miracle
coming once in a blue moon

but the moon must have shifted
since i had caught you again
this time, you were gazing
like i held the stars in my hands

for the next few months, weeks
it was game between you and me
eyes wandering, glancing
until one of us was caught staring

and when this happened
we'd turn our heads away—
ending our little game
until another chance was made

then one of us would try again
hoping, this time, we could speak
instead of hiding behind the red,
gentle blushing of our cheeks