An unspoken understanding

A piece of poetry written by me.

You turn slowly,
taking your time as your head swivels my way,
your eyes following not far behind.

I hold my breath in anticipation.
Counting the seconds before your eye's meet my own.
Just as I reach three, your stare collides with mine.

We share a tantalising moment of sheer bliss.

An understanding passes between us. Our eyes speaking for our hearts, saying much more than I wished to show.

No words spoken.
No words needed.

I look down, breaking our intense gaze.

Regretting my decision I look back up, in a desperate search to see you once more.

But you're gone and I know you're not coming back.

You were merely a figment of my imagination. The moment I broke our heated stare, I broke you too.

Just like the others you leave, never to return. For I am real and you are not.

Yet I dare say you are the realist being I have ever encountered.

Author's Note

Any feedback is greatly appreciated.

Reviews

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

Whats real has no reality and whats not has character. I liked this poem/writing very much.
"For I am real and you are not, yet I dare say you are the realist being I have ever encountered."

What if neither were real at all but by a real encounter break the nothingness to create reality between them. Now that is something. I greatly enjoyed, thank you

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I think the image we create of a person is far better than the actual person.. This was deep! I really enjoyed reading this! Good work! ☺

[Gee]

How many "what if" meetings of eyes do we encounter throughout our lives, for me, only a few. I have friends though, that if they happen to catch a woman's eye it automatically means they are fancied. I even worked for a fella who claimed any woman that didn't fancy him must be a lesbian, now that's some ego. And, he was hardly a looker and had hair like a Mr Whippy ice cream.I'm a great one for staring into space, away with the faeries in my own little world, usually brought back by my wife or child scolding me for ignoring them........stop waffling man. Enjoyed the read Sian

[Sian Jo Fitzpatrick]

haha I enjoyed the waffling! Thank you for taking the time to read.

[Gee]

Oh I can waffle with the best of 'em. Twas nowt but a pleasure

[Lorry]

I like the pace and flow of your words here, Counting off the beats as the eyes connect, like counting in Mississippi's would make it real if they look before you reach...
This is beautiful overall, but have to point out the last line as my favourite, and perfect to end on, where else would our imaginations lead us other than to the perfection that reality has eluded thus far.
Love it :)

[Sian Jo Fitzpatrick]

Thank you so much :)

[Sian Jo Fitzpatrick]

I'm really glad you enjoyed it. I have a poetry book on wattpad but have decided to post a couple of pieces on here in order to get different feedback where I'm not as well known. So I am very glad that you liked my work!

[Lorry]

You'rewelcome :)