The way you bop your head to the beat,
Moving slowly from side to side,
Eyes boring though me,
Your gaze warming me from the inside.
The way you smile, curves stealing across your face,
Starting slowly, then growing wide,
Head turned away from me –
You have no idea I’m watching.
The way you see through me, like no one else does,
Touching my soul in multiple ways never experienced,
Stripping me, straight to core,
Each new dawn, a new layer unraveled.
The way you switch from friend, to lover, to confidant, and back again,
The way your eyes crinkle and my heart squeezes,
The way you’re you, and now you’re mine.
The most beautiful of all feelings – this never grows old.