(virtually unseen
abstractly close
this persistent insanity
of consistent rows)

or, let me write another phrase
to better describe
your consistent gaze
and close the loop
forever of those
swift, brief, sharp, -
frozen moments;

your eyes withheld …….
(my eyes bemoaned)

holding your glares ---
kissing the sledding airs ----

(or rather better
let’s leave it
for some other day
or for some other time)