watch me not look at you as you walk across the library
watch me not stare into the glass partition at your image (reflected)
notice that I am not keeping track of the books you check out, I just ask one of the library staff, after you leave
notice that I do not walk by, to be close,
but stand in the lobby as you leave so I can smell your perfume as it exits
I am working hard at not being obsessed
and I am relaxed in my fixation
You would never know I spend hours staring at your image
frozen in time, frozen in my mind,

Don't come close, don't appear to me in harsh light
from this distance you are perfection
You would surely vanish if I saw you seeing me.

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