oh even the softness of your hair
the way your face lights up when your teeth show. it’s all simply ridiculous. the way you blink in difficult thoughts. the expression you make right before laughing. how your jaw works when your voice raises. the tense space between your sentences when you’re struggling to find kinder words. watching your knuckles work out the strain of a heavy hit. the way even my cells cling to the details of your skin
the tension in your neck when you can’t bring yourself to be guilty












