We blink to save ourselves.

I’m filled with cloudy detachment,

Your face heaves in liquid tumult.

I’ve acertained your loneliness,

The blindness that you choose.

Ensconsed in fog,

Withdrawn from memory.

Inadvertently our gaze collides,

We blink to save ourselves.

So intimate and ruly,

Could you understand?

So, what difference really,

Does it matter?

No use to hoard,

This transient love.

I feel desire mixed and lingering,

Bring me only luxurious intimacy.

copyright Es-tee Miller

“I held back from falling into the tumble of tangled love words and splintered touch…clutching it would only be a false decoy”… Es-tee