This is a little poem about the first time you notice someone from across the bar, someone who catches your eye and won't let go. It's about dedication and courage and new love and passion and perseverance. For me, it captures the way your blood rushes through your body upon first seeing that individual, the way you feel alive for the first time in years.

I told this woman, during one of our thousands of text messages (before we intentionally met for the first time), that I can't stop thinking about her. She told me she would always be somewhere between the moon and where I am. I told her to keep that in mind, and whenever she feels lonely, she could look to the sky and never be alone. She texted me early the next morning and said light had been shining through her blinds all night and explained how she had laid awake staring at it, longing for a touch of mine she had yet to even experience.


I don't know how to tell you
That I have seen you here before

We live in a world surrounded by spiky hair
But even pink tips stand out around these places

I don't know how to tell you that I knew right away
You were someone I could spend some time with
Because when we re-meet face to face
I know I can honor your eye contact
(A gift reserved for few)
And whatever else you'll let me

You asked me why you're special
And I told you, without hesitation,
That you feel safe.
And not in the way banks are safe
And police officers are safe
And keys keep things safe

But in the way a newborn feels safe in her mother's arms
Because she is too new in this world to know any different

Some say ignorance is bliss and I tend to agree,
But we both believe that people are filled with contradictions
And me feeling safe with a stranger makes me feel blissful, for now

Please allow me this ignorance

I will let you obstruct my mind
If you promise to do it gently
And I will let you
Yearn for me
Because I have learned so quickly how to make you smile

And I will be the light shining through your window
Long after you closed the blinds

Kelsey