• I can see my own intentions
    mirrored in your eyes
    perfectly clear
    like a looking-glass.

    And I can see my own feelings
    settled there
    where lights light up
    from the inside out.

    With a touch so soft
    like probing silk
    lazily drifting on the edge
    of conscious thought.

    And with infinite care
    gently lifting
    soft and light
    like feathers made into muscle tissue.

    You lift with grace
    from my shaking hands
    my cracked glass heart
    and put it somewhere safe.