did you notice
that my eyes expand
when i am looking at you
when i am glowing
in your presence
did you know
that
i know you think
my eyes do the mambo
when i look into you, but
they really grow with delight
when i am at a table
sharing time and touching
your leg, nonchalantly
like it was meant to be
it is like science
on an ice tea cap
it is a slow whistle
in a dark room,
where the entropy
and fade as a soft breath
easing between lips
it is nomenclature in
a world of trivia
it is a visual cue that
i hope you take as romance
and the warmth of my heat
as it looks you in the eye