I like the way


Your hair slightly sits above your eyebrow
Feathered
And gathered
To frame your jokey smokey gaze
I like the way your
Cheeky reflection
Turns my staring
Into haze

I kind of love your naughty ways

I really like the amount of attention you
Put aside
Never does It slip or slide
Away from me
I like the way I can feel
And know it is only me
You see
Sometimes I wonder what it means

You have me caught in thoughts obscene


It doesn’t matter what it means