you fall in love with the way your fingers run through my tangled hair
you fall in love with how the skin against my jaw feels against your thumb when you turn me to face you
you fall in love with the green of my eyes- like the sea when it's lonely- with the grey of my eyes- like the sky before it cries- with the blue- the second colour of my every bruise
you fall in love with the mystery hidden behind pale lips- slowly like the way you smile
you fall in love with the shape of my legs and plane of my stomach- i often say no thank you (i am starving)
you fall in love with my mind like a puzzle you can't get enough of (when you eventually put me together you will find a piece missing)
you fall in love with my heart kind words flowing like a river warm like the sun in winter
you fall in love with my thirst for words
will you be there when i comb the knots out of my hair?
will you be there when my jaw is too obstinate to move?
will you be there when my eyes are closed (or can't) or when they act like a thunderstorm in summer?
will you be there when you've gotten up after falling quickly?
will you be there when i can't move or after i say yes again?
will you be there after the puzzle becomes shuffled?
will you be there when my heart freezes over for a day and nothing (anger if anything) and covers my moving river?