What Uncle Leo XII never suspected was that his nephew's courage did not come from the need to survive or from a brute indifference inherited from his father, but from a driving need for love, which no obstacle in this world or the next would ever break.
-Gabriel Garcia Marquez
When you gave me directions to the abandoned factory
I stared at your face,
glued my eyes all over you
knowing you couldn't see me.
I could send love beams like lasers
and not get caught.
Knowing because I saw you
hold different bills one inch from your nose
to know which was which.
But you didn't see me see you,
and for this I love you
and for the slope from your eye
to your cheek
to your chin,
and for the way you walk off into darkness
at a pace too sure to be scared.
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