if i wrote a love sonnet...

Through my lenses

with sleepy eyes

I derive

other sides

to your insides

behind walls

within rooms unvisited

barred entry

but I snuck in through windows

climbed over a fenceway

in a doorway

and under a skylight

to gather insight

to see why you fight

the sunshine from

trickling down

stairwells

only starry eyed frowns

when I will my smile

to be contagious

infectious

maybe even delicious

to awaken other senses

to pry you away

from preconceived notions

and underdeveloped

potentials of

navigational patterns