Desire

A fire burns,
inside me,
but nothing shows.

Just our eyes—
a flicker
in a crowded room.

No words.
Just silence.

Glances, hesitant,
slipping past each other
like shadows.

I look away—
because I should,
because I don’t want to break it,
but still… I wait.

Two strangers,
and yet
known somehow,
pulled into a rhythm
we haven’t named.

I step back.
Our eyes meet again.
A small acknowledgment—
tender,
fragile,
awakening something
we might never speak.

A sigh… soft
drifts between us,
secrets that we don’t say
but somehow feel.

A moment suspended,
alive.
It lingers
like a song
half-remembered,
half-forgotten,
and somehow… ours.

In silence, we speak.