As I look at him
Always standing the same way
He comes to me like written play
To introduce his self in an honest way
Also something written in a play
He sees me pass the hair
My sides of distorted shape
He sees exactly what he wants
But approaches me with eyes of like
He is seeking me with interest
I can't help but acknowledge his flow
I can see him fully cause now he is here
He stands before me with fear and confidence
He ask me questions with thorough like power
His lips never move but his eyes are screaming out at me
I can see him even more clearly
How intrigued am I with this word less conversation
He comes closer to me
As if I am calling his name
I am clueless to his agenda
No mind fucking
No constant battles of wits
He is winning all with a look and smile
This conversation gets deeper as he comes closer to me
He has spoken words of silence
I have spoken words of silence
Each step gives more knowledge
What class this teacher is teaching
He encourages me with the deep brown hypnotic sight
The motion is getting intense
Yet we still have not spoken a single word
My body is reacting uncontrollably
I can see him drastically
He has to pinch me into the frail like reality
He is now standing before me
The sweetest Cologne of skin
The thing that no bottle could contain
The scents of all scents nostalgic fever
Driving my body so high
My mind wonders when the eyes will see in its speech
When will the tongue ignite fire of words
When will the lips come two together
Pressing motions to form words
How my mind is overloaded with constant thought
As I try to open my mouth
He speaks finally
He says..."Hi...how are you doing today?"
All I could do was reply with a smile
For speech is gone
Babified and jumbled
Hmmm....this is my to be continued journey of life and love
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