seen

panic explodes
with mind racing
and heart pounding.
skin flushed.
rapid breathing

concealed calmness of secrets,
expressionless,
intense perspiration;
attempts
to thwart and hide.
it.

but not
you

others
glance,
noticing not
the Discrete,
Sincere,
Natural Beauty
that is ever-present
in deliberate voice,
heightened spirit,
exacting text,
and now

finally

discernable through sweet sight

speaking so deeply
yet saying nothing
only bending the matter that makes up the matter
that fills the space between.
that space between.
that space between.
you
and me.

and them

i loathe them
they walk through the space
bending as they please
stripping it of its beauty
and wonder

nipping from the opaque openness
from the fumbled fleeting feeling
from the impatient ironic idiocy
that is achingly alone.
All for you

fuck them.

watching the Beauty,
the Loveliness,
that is so full
It threatens to drown me

oh,
someone. simply.
save me