I love her

She doesn’t know I exist

She won’t talk to me

I can’t tell if she’s looking at me

or through me

Her eyes are large, but can they make me out

Through the glass that separates us?

It is a cruel world that holds me back

If I could I would drown in her presence

Her arms

But they can’t reach me

Her wide eyes

They can’t see me

I cannot speak of my passion.

Would the staff still let me into the aquarium

If they knew I loved a squid?