A look

Eyes catching, she holds her breath A rush when she sees those eyes watching her, waiting to be caught There's a craving, a desire behind that look. Stay strong or crumble under a look. Brace yourself the wave is building, strong and silent. Replaying in her mind's eye, A look so intense it sets her a flame A fire so intense she's at risk to get burned, like a moth to a flame she craves nothing more. She waits to feel that look set her on fire.