your silky skin is peeking from
the hole at the bottom of your jeans
you give me the vaguest stare
i have no choice but to stare back
until i can see the stars in your eyes
and how they connect into constellations
that tell stories about where you've come from
i read them all day long
i watch as you drift off
hiding from your thoughts that tell you
that you're inadequate
and see your every breath become slower
the rhythm of them makes my heart swell
it is its own kind of art
something unexplainable to behold
i sit in awe as i realize
what you mean to me