All The Ways

 

Maybe it’s the way

You talk too fast

And  your words linger in the air

 

Or the way your light pink lips

Just cover that wonderful overbite

 

Or the little freckles

Not only on your nose,

But your cheeks too

 

The way your laughing

Stays in the room

Long after you’ve left

 

When your smile

Melts my heart

Even when it’s directed

At someone else

 

Or maybe it’s the way

 

You don’t see me.