The Observer II
A life of focus can be a distraction but more often than not it is a gift to look how others get by on mere fractions I find in my looking a lift Mapping out words all their actions is to never feel adrift
Attention
You were talking about how I was not listeningBut I was admiring the line of your nose curvingHow elegant I thought, how fine as I focused back at your urgingIn time to hear your scolding