your eyes asking
for proof of it
that love is real
you, beautiful human,
are the strangest creature
i ever did see
as you passed through
this world you were
evidence came stumbling
through these winding trails
of word and wick
in search of nothing but your own wake
as it blazed behind
the searching of your eyes:
all
of
it.
it’s in your eyes asking
for proof of it
that love is real
you, beautiful human.