Searching
I love laughing with you,
The mirrors in your gentle eyes reflecting a foreign smile
A smile only you can conjure with your awkward charm
I can see playfulness, desire, and hesitance fluctuate in your pupils
And the silent moments when we do touch,
I bask in the feelings of magic trepidation
I search your thoughts, and you wander mine
Sometimes we beam, when we discover a mutual thought
You try to cover your face when the laughter escapes,
But you cannot escape my gaze,
My observational craze
Always craving the next anticipating haze
When laughter dies,
The trialing and testing begin
And I try to remain sane where saneness cannot thrive
That is when you hold on to me
Your hand slowly clasps mine
In this moment, you chase my thoughts,
Searching for the need in my eyes
I know you find it, for I have found yours
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