I don’t know why you looked at me
The way you did,
It was as if you saw something in me
that I couldn’t see in myself.
And I might not ever get the chance to thank you,
But in the occasion of the moment
When your gaze fell upon me,
It moved me.
I wanted to see what you had seen.
I wanted to hear what you had thought.
I wondered what compelled you to glance my way?
A mold of a time so impersonal,
Where I could only count on the one and only…
and I was worth the wrinkle underneath your eye?
You got me thinking it would be alright to be a loveable,
Gullible, trustful, optimistic woman of this world.
Because through your eyes I’m only a reflection.
I liked the way you looked at me because
In your eyes I felt so sweet.
That was all I ever needed.
Your eyes were a soul changer for me.
Poetry by: NC Marisa Phanord
Art provided by My Modern Metropolis