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Eyes. Windows. Souls.
Our eyes connect
It happens every time
It's like fire to me
I can't bear it
I have to look away
Or hold my gaze
At the expense of my own discomfort.
Something within me stirs
I see more than I should
But I don't get it
So I try to push it away,
Try to block it out,
Try to overcome it,
Yet it overcomes me
Time and time again
Never ending.
I hate this part of me
I don't want to see more
I just want to hear
What you are saying.
My mind is awash
With intrusive thoughts
And my eye contact falters once more
And so I look away
Ashamed
Uncomfortable
And
Embarrassed.

© KK