I follow the direction of intricate lines on your skin
just like a blind person fumbling her way through crowded streets
trying to cross to the other side.
I stare at your eyes the color of deep blue sea.
With each penetrating glances, I wish I could read your mind.
See the wonderful light of your soul
I want touch the silent groove of lines on your palm and feel the jagged edge
of your thoughts that sends shivers on my spine.
You, sitting in a comfortable silence while I rummage frantically
in my head trying to get to know you on a deeper level
desperately desiring your undivided attention.