I always though it ****
the way
your smile would habitually camp out
in the corners of your mouth
savoring an internal enjoyment
you so unconsciously expressed to share

you were new
never before had I met
someone so utterly organic;
so very very glad to be being.


Unknowingly, you have become an aching whisper
at my heart’s troubled door
ever so politely requiring
a long term shelter.

*(your smile now lingers in the parts of me that tingle
and dances alongside only the fondest of new memories.)