Still Waiting for Your Blink

You look, then pause—don’t break the spell
Like you’re holding thoughts you’ll never tell
I try to guess the beat you hide
But you just smile and let it slide
Still waiting for your blink to drop
You watch the world, but never stop
I chase the moment, frame by frame
But you move just beyond the name
You’re the kind who speaks in time
With rhythms shaped like subtle rhyme
Your eyes don’t flinch, but they speak loud
You scan the room without a crowd
You say the most with not a word
And I replay what I never heard