Even if our crossing is temporary, I will never forget the little idiosyncrasies that make you, you
Aspects of a lover that I choose to revel in when we’re apart
The flecks of gray in your hair, the baritone in your voice, the muffled beating of your heart
Parts of an individual that you imagine others are unaware of
But to me, these are markers of a man who fits me like a glove,
Reaching above and beyond the exchange of body heat between cold sheets
And into a world where you and I meet for coffee and conversation, a change of scenery,
A nice treat.