i love watching
love in its steadiest
incarnations
those who wake
day after day
year after year
making a choice
or not having to
make a choice at all,
but knowing,
simply
that they want
to wake to
each other
to kiss the same
cheek in the morning
to curl close
to the same body
whatever form it may take
to share so much
and everything
without saying
they’ve discovered
that something
that they’ve dreamt of
something
that i am realizing
everyone dreams of
a little differently
i love to watch
that kind of love
even if it is not
exactly the kind
for me.
narinda heng 