Oct 31, 2004 10:47
he looks down at me
standing before him
a tiny spark dancing,
smiling back, laughing at something
he just said.
his eyes, beautiful and expressive,
darken and grow intent
as he watches me
throw my head back and laugh,
flush with a giddy happiness.
staring into my eyes
with a question in his,
he places his hands on my hips
and leans forward,
seeking an answer.