Unruly spikes
Just short of random
With the slightest hint of curl
The eyebrows thick
The face so handsome
And with fine lashes much like a girl's
A jaw so strong
My heart so weak
As I put the details down
Your lovely eyes
So deep a green
That even I fall down
And down into the well
Made of tan—so smooth, yet stone
And not even those round mockeries
Can hide such chiseled bones
The only flaw
So far as I can tell
Is one that makes you known
That blasted scar
The cursed thing
That has a mind of it's own
.
I think of this
And so much more
As I graph down
All of your face
It's a masterpiece, I must admit
And I have a moment where I feel proud
But then there's a shadow over me
And I hear you say quite loud
.
"Is that ME?"
.
"No, you twit.
Someone ELSE has that scar."
.
Your eyes are wide when I look up at you
And I am glad that we are alone
Because, besides him, I don't want ANYONE to know.
This is a talent that I have hid
From everyone, you see
And I don't want it known
'Cause truth be told
I'd be made a mockery.
.
"Why on earth would
YOU draw ME?"
.
"One would think that
Obvious, Potter."
.
You frown in confusion
And look back down at your face
Right there on the paper
Smiling, confidence in place
And then look back at me
And you speak again
.
"It's amazing." You say.
.
"Thank you." I respond.
.
"But why?"
.
"Because you're so…"
Beautiful
Kind
Skilled
Perfect
.
"So…?"
.
"Handsome."
.
"Really?"
.
You sound so surprised
That I can't help but smirk
.
"Has no one ever told you so?"
.
"No."
.
"Well, you are.
Quite dashing, in fact."
.
"Oh?" You grin at me
I can feel my heart stutter
"And how long have you thought this?"
.
"Since we first met each other."
.
"You have a funny way
Of showing it."
.
"I drew the picture,
Didn't I?"
.
"True. I should thank you."
You pause and gaze at me.
"But how…?"
.
You grin, and it's evil,
It's malicious and cruel
As you do the one thing
I've always wanted you to do
.
You lean forward and press
Your handsome lips onto mine
And then you pull away,
And I can't help but sigh;
How...disappointing.
.
"What?" You smirk.
"Want more?"
.
"Well, that certainly wasn't
Much of a thank you,
Considering how
AMAZING
The drawing is."
.
"Point taken." You say
And I can't help but gasp
As you pull me roughly out of my chair
And into your lap
As you sit down on the couch
And you show me what kissing
Truly is.
.
"How was that?" you say
And you sound as breathless as I am
So I smile and say
.
"It'll do."
.
I knew there was a reason
I fell in love with you.