For The One Eye

If You were to look sideways
at another
I would be devastated.
I know You are as jealous as I.

When my teeth chatter in the cold
You are a warm tongue
for my words.
If You see me angry
You leap to be my anger.

We look steadily

watching out for

dissolving of focus.

We share that explicit
appreciative look

like a beauty spot

for the one eye.