Some moments even photos can't capture. Some moments are pure feeling. And there was a moment...just one moment...that made me want to capture it forever. So I did, through words and poetry...

Was it the way your blue eyes

Reflected off of me

Slowly, intensely

In the gutters and stars like you said?

Because I'm just reeling.

And I know

That not even a handshake

Was made…

I know that.

But your cheeks turned red

And you shook your body

As you laughed with me too

I keep replaying the moments

Scared one day I'll forget them

Like I do so many others

Scared one day

I'll be sad

And done with the laughter

That ignites our blue eyes

And shakes our bellies

And quakes our hands

When they point

To things

That aren't there

And I keep thinking about

How I hid my breasts

With my scarf

Because I didn't want to be open

Enough for you

To reach out your hand

And feel the beat of my heart

And see me in a light

Very unfunny

I don't know why I'm so scared to do

Anything but laugh with you

Of course, I know, really, but

Admitting the truth

Is like

Taking a scarf off

And showing you

I'm as soft as my eyes when I laugh.

And as open and waiting as the jokes

Of a night

I'll never forget.

From the stars to the gutters

You can't forget

The baggage we carry from station to station

So heavy

Or the stories of words and language

And empathy

Where we agreed that not everything is universal

And nothing is the same in a different vision

After all,

We're all

Just waiting to be understood

And you're the first person I know who

Speaks the language

Of just being warm,

So good

Maybe it wasn't your blue eyes reflecting

Maybe it was just the moment

My scarf finally moved an inch

And I caught you looking

For a moment.

That one moment we didn't laugh.

About everything.