When I am with you, I do not want the look of your being from the outside or the perfect photo of us together. When I am with you I do not want what I can see.
Because in times
when the faint glow of the morning begins to rise, slow, and all lives open their eyes to its touch
and in times
when the night starts to fall, drinking up the colours of the day-
the two clearest situations that shatter the deceitful filters of flattery and impression, and let light reflect in only the colour grey:
all we are is mere silhouettes against the dim light
and the images of us that we show to the world cease to matter.
We are purified.
Reduced down to only what we can make each other feel.
That is what I want from you.