Could you just watch me, please?

Could you just sit there and watch me, make sure I don’t fade away? That I don’t blend into the crowd and disappear, like how morning dew seeps away into the earth and find itself a part of another. Like how liquid chocolate all swirls as a picture, and pack into individuals who are actually a million together. Walk the same route as dust reverently follows, separated into infinity yet united like no other. Like Egyptian cotton threaded into a masterpiece, but flaws lie in its singularity. I am nothing until you look at me. You hold me together like how porcelain evolves from mud and soul, glaze me with honey and finger my heartstrings. My being you slide like milky sweetness in your eyes, and play my eternity, precise to the last makings of golden waters. The words I can’t find for the life of me, which you smoothly glide on the seams of your lips. When the song finally comes on I’m asleep, but I taste your essence in my dreams of deep. And with all I can muster, could you just watch me, please?