His Gaze

His gaze through my eyes.

His attention is valuable.

It takes alot to maintain

his eyes on you,

only you.

The amount of energy

it takes is as excruciating

as persuading a genuine smile,

or a laugh.

The focus he projects

is autonomous, 



You begin wondering

what he wonders about.

The conquest becomes 

all the more enticing.

And the chase, then,

sustains its own value.

The End

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