Looking At You

Looking at you is not like looking at others
I notice the curves
and edges of your body
and see what you do
I observe the movements you make
and watch your eyes.
I wonder what you are contemplating and how you are processing his words
I watch how you look on intently and as your mind wanders.
I don't understand all that you think and know
But I wonder how you view me.
And I hope that you look at me the same way I look at you, and I wonder if you wonder the same about me.
I wonder if you want me, not what you see but me, and wonder if maybe you see that too.
I want to see you and know who you are because I think I want it. Do you watch my body as I move and contemplate my intentions as I do yours?
Do you see it in a mature way, desiring but not wanting, as a whole, not a part? Because that's how I see you, only I want to know the other half better.

I want to look into your eyes and see all that I have not been able to see thus far.
And the greater question is, will you let me?
Do you want me to look into the deepest depths of your soul and know all there is of you?
Do you want to share that with me? Do you want me to be your other half?
I hope we'll know each other perfectly
You know me and I know you, all there is to know about us, because we were made to love each other.
And someday, we will share everything.

As a footnote: only the very last six words imply anything sexual. Everythings else is about HIM, not the body he's in.