Glimpse of us
flicker like stars
reflected on wet pavements,
on nights of thunder and rain
that matches the tremble in my heart
when I get a glimpse of your brown eyes.
Just for a brief moment, this face holds a smile
and creates rivers from the sockets of my eyes.
Your presence can be felt from the back of my neck,
as it makes it’s way down my spine and wraps itself
around the width of my hips to hold me – embrace me.
Just for a moment, so I can feel how it feels to be loved
by you. But thunderstorms are short, just like images
of us that flicker with the speed of light as a mere
reminder that time is limited and easily gone.
But I will appreciate these glimpse, as
they teach me to seek love again.
Not from another man, but
instead love from me.
As these moments
I have found love within myself, and it is the most precious thing.