The wink.
Playful.
Lovely.
Beautiful.
Something that I can't do.
My face, unwilling to go through the contortions.
My cheeks somehow not following my orders.
Both eyes blinking when only one is supposed to.
Maybe because I love extra hard.
That is why I wink with both eyes.
Maybe like my feelings, everything gets messed up.
Nothing under my control.
Like my heart, my face doesn't obey me either.