I love the way the pen glides across paper
as I scrawl my deepest thoughts
across a crumpled notebook page.
I love the way you smile
and giggle when you smooth out the paper,
reading it over slowly in your head.
I love the way your brow creases
as you process
every simple syllable.
I love the way that your lips
seductively trace each word on the page,
revelling in every messily scribbled line.
I love the way you look at me,
and finally realize that all this time–
I’ve been writing about you.
**Image: “Love Winter” via Deviantart Kara Z. Kerstena