I remember your amber eyes
the way you’d look at me when I spoke
so open like my favorite book
and I remember the calm
sinking into my bones when you sat next to me
anchoring me without touching
and they made a big deal out of that
the not touching
as if two hands couldn’t work together
on the same keyboard
creating words in tandem yet apart
until the entire story unfolds across the pages
and you told the best stories with your smile
the way your eyes glowed
when you laughed
and I remember losing you
the miles between us molehills turned mountains
until we were just you and me
separate and silent
amber eyes [poem]
Larissa Lee 