Captivating

I know the curves of your face

I know the crinkle in your eye when you blink out the sunlight and try to picture my hands reaching out for you

I know the sway in your walk that you think looks like a man’s stride

I know the pain and the sting and the doubt that you hold inside

I know the laugh in your heart and the longing for something a little more like a home

I know the hearts in your hands who choose only in you to confide

In darkness and grey skies and times when no one else sees

You see their hearts and you set their hearts free

I see the loneliness left in you after they fly

I see the tears you think no one can see you cry

I see the frustration, the condemnation, your constipation, screwing up rhythms sticking and looping and jabbing

I was there.

Do you think you can enchant me?

Ah, you know the answer.

You captivate me.

And what else?

What else, my dear?

Eternity.  Believe me.