I Watch Her Eyes

I watch her eyes as she does mine,
To see which one of us will blink,
And force us both to cross a line,
To take us past this bated brink.

This stand-off is familiar now;
We reach it sooner every day,
But neither of us will avow
The fateful words we fear to say.

In dreams perhaps we take that chance,
The risk that waking we decline,
And so we do this daily dance;
I watch her eyes as she does mine.

 

© 2017 Trevor Alexander

Photo by Mary Boren

 

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