DISCOVERY
PRE I
know the color of his eyes. when I'm with him,
don't even It's
funny, but I
I
forget to look.
can't recall his face
though
and every time
I
catch
wish
I
could,
him looking my way,
because I'd forgotten
I
I
on demand,
how good-looking
get so caught in his laugh that
I'm so tangled
I'm so intent of his gaze,
I
hugs,
in this careful
I
I
he
can love him before
•
I
is.
miss his smile. I
forget his arms.
don't see his eyes.
Funny. I
gulp,
can describe him.
Alysa Shepherd
