post the eighty-fourth, 2013

today you have a sadness in your eyes -
like memory of love that you have lost.
on other days you cover better -
batten down your soul against me,
hiding.
but today you didn't see that i was watching.
today you didn't see the way i saw.
you were merely living, eating,
reading all your morning papers,
unguarded.

it only takes a moment,
when you let down your defenses,
for me to climb inside
and breathe ice
on your heart.