My being is expressive.

It’s not complicated, just hardly understood.

Listen with your eyes as I ripple towards you.

I love, it’s a smile.

There’s anger, it’s a scowl.

Shiny eyes, I’m laughing with you.

Tears falling, there’s a devastation occurring.

Reaching for you, I need your touch.

Not making eye contact, you’ve lost me.

If the last thing you see is my back, I’m gone.

Forever…