When Our Eyes Meet

the softness in your eyes
flutters the butterfly wings
in my heart;
every time ours meet,
all my walls crumble,
and i know
you can see straight through.

oddly,
i don’t mind.

vulnerability
seems safe
around you.

and i want you to know
all i see
and feel
for you.

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