One Single Impression: Blowing the Curve

I watch and love
Alone

Reaching for you

I anticipate
Which way
You will draw the line

And you draw the line

I watch
For the east and west
Of this conversation
And how far you will take it

But no

There's no way to know
If you will go

Left or right straight ahead both

And the line curves round me
Until it surrounds me

Circumscribed

I step out of line
Blowing your curve

Step in. Step out.
Be where you will

In this
Undefined universe

We call love.

One Single Impression