snowglobe of our future

my eyes find his in the mirror

i was looking at nothing and
found everything.

a full second glance told me
everything they wanted to say

they spoke of lust and
they spoke of love
they spoke of beauty and
they spoke of bravery...

while a brief connection it was
a long discussion

he told me i was beautiful.
he told me he loved my eyes.
he told me i was the one.
he told me he wanted me.

confessions of his heart
that will never leave his lips.

his eyes are blue snowglobes. they
hold a scene of a future that
will never be. but yet i fully see...
when i peer into his eyes.

obstinate and
unrelenting.

my eyes went back to the window
and his on the road.
steering clear of the mirror.
random conversing still playing
in the background.
and our minds full of our own
silent conversation.

never and
forever.

sigh.