In bed
for the first time
I am watching you
in the bathroom
brushing your teeth
just the right chunk of light
enough to see
a magenta vest
your only tattoo
sneaking out from the top
of black shorts
your clock notifies me
it is ten past twelve
a dog yaps in sporadic bursts
outside a siren whines
only to die seconds later
but I am captivated
by your shape
the backs of your feet
a little fraction of skin
under the belly-button
and if this is to become
commonplace
an ordinary event
I will sleep every night
with a smile
painted over my dreams
Written: November 2015.
Explanation: A poem written in my own time (not based on real events). All feedback welcome. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
NOTE: Many of my older pieces will be removed from HP at some point in the near future,