I never asked your name.
I should have,
or maybe started a conversation,
but I didn't think of it.
I was too absorbed by your eyes,
which were the exact color
of the instant of jumping into water
that is colder than expected.
And I was looking at ten thousand images of you,
Repeated to infinity
in the mirrored walls of the elevator
and in that smoky silence
I offered you a smile
and you offered me
nothing,
to infinity.