Sunday, February 14, 2016

Films in your face


I am watching the film in your face:

your enjoyment crinkling

at the corners of your eyes,

teeth catching your lower lip,

blood draining from the pressure,

draining back as soon.


Furrows on your forehead,

I am smiling at your absorption,

want to stub them out with my thumb

but you catch me looking

so I turn back to the screen

till your face is mine again.


The words on my lips

remain unsaid. There will a time

when, not having words,

I will wish I had spoken; a time

when love being tested, I could say

I used to watch films in your face.

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