Sometimes I catch myself
Watching you in the way
People watch sunsets
Quietly, reverently
As if looking too hard might..
Ruin the moment
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There’s something so sacred
In that moment.
The instant before you realize you’re being seen
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The way your eyes catch the sun,
The curve of your lips,
The way your cheeks flush as you
Pretend you don’t see me.
Watching intently as if your view has purpose
A purpose I ache to witness
A purpose I long to show you..
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Author:
Nevermore (Pseudonym) (
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