love poem for you, stranger
Matthew Savoca
i keep watching this one video
where you are reading something
but it’s hard to tell what
and there are other people around
coming in and out of the screen
that make it hard for me to concentrate
on the sound of your voice
which is like a pond that froze and thawed and froze again
so soft and shiny and cold
something that i can only press my face up against
for a short while
before having to back away