I used to look at you
when you weren't looking,
because I didn't want you
to owe me anything;
love only exists in freedom.
I used to look at you
in your quiet conversations
always listening more than speaking,
nodding your head with a smile
that hid your sad eyes
from everyone but me.
I used to look at you
always trying to be here
but always being somewhere else,
another place under another sky.
I used to look at you
in your quiet concentration
seeing that you didnt realize
your tranquil power.
I used to look at you
your curves your shape
your mystery of beauty
unknown to you.
I used to look at you
when you weren't looking,
because I didn't want you
to owe me anything
I looked at you
until you were no longer there;
love only exists in freedom.
Jon Blanes
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mari/
