Meeting you without seeing you

Meeting you
without seeing you
enchanted by your voice
the way you walk
in blue sneakers
the only personal object
of you
that I can see
every morning
your energy
slenderness

No smell in this room
disinfected
the nose though
our daily touchpoint
two layers of gloves
one over the other
in different shades
of blue
one like your shoes
and all these emotions

A short blues
when you stopped
in the corridor
looking at me saying
that you feel for me
frustrated
you
for not setting me free

I am also blue
every other day
it is a deep blue
I prefer
formless like the sea
no gender no sex appeal
yet natural instincts persist
piercing through
the protection layers
with ease
one smells better
after the swab