Stare

Why am I staring?
Really?
You really need me to tell you?
You need to hear
how I justify looking at you
persistently
penetratingly
penitently?
You need an explanation?

Because you’re smokin’,
that’s why.
No, not that thing you hold
betwixt your lips
– although that’s fairly enticing, too –
I’m talking about that face and form
which you know full well attracts
and encourages auditory address.

I would talk to you
I would engage
but I’m much more interested in watching you
becoming aware
of your actions and experiencing
whatever you have to offer.

Is that possible?
Is that all right?
Oh, you already answered?
I’m sorry.
I wasn’t listening.
I was… busy.

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