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"Through Your Gaze"

SusyEndara
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theointhebackrow

okay but are we going to find out who this person is, or do we have to guess lol. when's the next one?

okay but are we going to find out who this person is, or do we have to guess lol. when's the next one?

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You can find me with your gaze, you can traverse my silences without naming them, embrace me with your eyes and make me feel close to you without saying a single word. You can brush against my face with the tenderness of your eyes, trace every corner of my soul with them, you can move me deeply just by resting your gaze upon mine. You can reach me with your presence, you can leave the calm of your light upon my chest, you can look at each of my wounds and make my whole being tremble at your presence. You can wrap me in the caress of your words, you can make me feel yours, you can feed this heart—which has waited so long— with your love, with the essence of your love. You can gift me the love I dreamed of so many times… and do it with just your gaze.

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  • theointhebackrow

    okay but are we going to find out who this person is, or do we have to guess lol. when's the next one?

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  • samReads2

    I want to ask about 'traverse my silences without naming them' - like, what are these silences? What would naming them do?

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  • readsOnTheTrain

    I keep thinking about the part where you're looking at wounds and it makes you tremble. Is that when he's seeing all of you?

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  • gwen64

    I'd write this line in my notebook: 'leave the calm of your light upon my chest.' That's the image that stays with me.

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  • benfromnights

    i lean toward this being about someone who's actually there, not just imagined. the way it's written, it doesn't read like a wish, it reads like a memory.

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  • PaulaOkonkwo

    Something about this made me take a breath. The way you describe being seen like that, so completely, I felt it.

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  • NikhilRaman

    When you write about the caress of words, are you imagining something he's actually said, or something you wish he would?

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  • MelanieOdum

    Is this about someone real? The way you see them, what their attention does to you, that feels specific enough to be a real person.

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