tiny splotches cover your face like an accident.
it's as if i grabbed my paintbrush, dipped it in a bit of orangey-brown, and then dolloped your face in the colour.
eyes meet mine.
bright green meets brownish-blue.
you smile -
dimples that you could forget yourself in
- then so do i.
"homework?"
you ask as if i should be doing mine
i think i got lost again
emerald green is truely an astounding thing.
"homework."
i say the word dully.
i am staring at the curve of your lips.
it is slight, it could be a mistake of the light,
but then you laugh.
i like your laugh.
i have to say i would pick it over anything on the radio.
"homework."
you repeat your question as a command and point at it.
i look down at the paper before me.
i flush darkly.
"oh."
i know you are astounded at my eloquence.
green to brownish-blue again.
laughter between lips that i would die to keep moving.
i'm laughing too.
not as exquisate, but all the same
contagious really, i could laugh with you all day.
because the words i wish to say
are binded by my own secret insecurities
so we sit and laugh
all the time words i cannot even say tangled in my mind
thinking:
i have to say, in honesty
i rather it be "we" than just "you" and "me"