Seeing the Same Thing

The best of lovers and the worst of criminals see the same thing each in their own way, the one disapproves the other forgives in sonnet form of course.

 

Little things like playing with your feet in the car

Brushing the cookie crumbs out of your hair

Sticking my eye to your white teeth through a jar

Or just loving the idea we are a coupled pair,

Walking pigeon-toed and begging for love

Crossing my eyes, sticking out my tongue snakelike,

Gagging at gangsters we both were thinking of

Staring at seniors encountered along the hike

Realizing your eyes penetrate me

Stopped in my tracks by it being profound

My inner being revealed people hate me

Before your love had ever made no sound;

The criminal sees what only criminals scan

The very same things the best of loves can!

Reviews

[Blue]

Ohh, this has depth my dull mind can't quite fathom. But it's really beautiful, UC. This made me think and think and sigh at how wisdom is almost within my grasp but it still chooses to be elusive.

"My inner being revealed people hate me
Before your love had ever made no sound;
The criminal sees what only criminals scan
The very same things the best of loves can!"

Favorite.