No glances my way
Or the touch of a hand
My focus still spirals
While you're in my sight.

Too many times
All I hear is your voice
Gently soothing my mind
While igniting my soul.

Unrequited affection
Afflicting my thoughts
Drawing hearts in my hand
But never holding yours.

Never not risking my heart
Until I stare at you
From across the room
Ignoring my rising chest.

Divert my eyes from your gaze
But hide in my periphery
Until I can speak to you
Without forgetting to breathe.

-February 13