Today
I thought about
Your face
And turned
To the shade
Of the lipstick
On your lips
That you wear so well

I savour
The dream-like quality
that your eyes
bequeath me
Their gaze
lulling me
Into addiction

Non-Fiction
No Friction
Everything about you
Gets my attention
I enjoy this
Sensation
And state
Of elation

Today
I thought
About your face
And tomorrow
I'll think of it again
And notice
Something new

Because this is what you do
To a daydreamer
That no longer sings
Of their blues