The Seen and Unseen

I can't look at you.
I can't stare at your brown skin and not wonder where dreams begin. I can't stare into those eyes and not wonder who else you mesmerize. I can't see your lips and not daydream of when we kiss. I can't see you smile and not want to run wild.
I can't look at you.
I can't see your face and not worry who about sees what I already know. I can't feel your touch and not be concerned of who felt this before. I can't smell your scent and not get the hint that you were Heaven sent. I can't see into the future either but I can't see a life without you neither.

-Plesia Wiggins
March 16, 2016