Your eyes
hold me steady
like gravity choosing its favorite pull.
The air thickens
between one breath and the next,
where silence hums louder than sound.
I trace your presence
without touching
mapping warmth,
measuring the distance
from your heartbeat to my name.
Every glance
feels like a slow unraveling,
every inhale
a quiet confession.
And in that held gaze,
I feel you
filling every inch of me
that ever dared to be empty.