you are perfect.

i swear, that’s how i’ve come to see you. that’s what i see in your lips, your bottom lip, heavier than your top one, always slightly limp.

that’s what i see in your eyes, that’s what i feel in your eyes, because your eyes make me feel. our eye contact, god it feels like an invisible, powerful rope of light connects them together, it feels like my heart bursts or jumps out of my chest and into yours, i feel softer and vulnerable,

it takes courage, eye contact with you.

you smile and the world melts around me, i, i dissolve and disassemble and become more than i’ve been in a long time. i reach for you in every way that i can, and that’s what i do, that is who i’ve become, the one who reaches for you.

thank god you’re in reach, thank god to reach is not to wobble, to reach is not to fall, to reach is to soar.

with you i fly.