When I think about you
I think of your hands
how they wrap around mine
how they feel on my cheek

I think of your hair
how, when you lie down,
it slides across your forehead
and how I play with the tendrils
when your head’s in my lap

I think of your eyes
how the sun brings out hidden gold
how when they meet mine, I see my future with you

I think of your body
how it moves, so much more graceful than mine,
how your heat warms me when we sit
hip to hip
shoulder to shoulder

I think of your voice
how it rumbles next to your heart beat
up your throat
and out, into a sweet whisper for only me

When I think about you
I think I’m in love