"And when she stood, she stood tall." - The Lumineers
To Tabitha, one of the most amazing women I never got to know as well as I wanted to: Rest in Peace, beautiful girl. There are a lot of people thinking about you down here tonight.
your eyes, so sharp and perceptive,
piercing and curious
tracing every angle, edge, and mark on my face.
a small smile carves my lips into a curve,
and your eyes, pleased, return to mine
i kiss your forehead,
barely a touch.
your lips part, then close
then twitch, indecisively.
your eyes roam my face again
no one has ever looked at me this way
and you ask,
“where did you come from?”
i wanted to tell you
that i don’t know where you came from either
but that i’m so glad i found you.
but i can’t talk when you look at me like that
so i just kissed you again.