i look at you
head bowed over a geologic sample
fingers moving gracefully over tricorder dials
the precious breeze playing briefly with your perfect bangs
you look up at me
sensing my gaze with your innate telepathy
eyes not questioning
startled, i realize you know i am only watching
i look away from you
irrational panic has seized me
the best of the best: starfleet's finest
i regain myself watching blue shirts amble among hillocks
i chance a look back
your calm gaze still rests on me
touches for a long moment then
returns to the scanners before you in the long red grass
i watch you still
combined intellect and innocence
in motion at my command
my officer perhaps friend, shallow and deep mystery
you stand and look to me
crystal and granite spires frame you against the sky
you walk now this way down the slope between us
data and sample in hand. i pull captain around me
you gaze at me and report
i listen to raw data, supposition
i listen to your voice, warm tones and soothing cadence
it has grown softer with time though only for me i think
i nod, look away
give suggestions and orders
you nod your acceptance of them
as usual i ache for much more but cannot define the need
you look through me
and again i fear that you see too much |