I watch you from afar
leant against a wall or staring down intently
and revel in the power I have
to approach you
to draw brightness to your pupils
to make words rise to your lips
soft and foamy
like champagne bath bubbles
I feel your palms encircle me
and we press against a wall together
and stare intently
(as if to read each other,
as if to soak each other in)