I think I can feel you in the simplest ways
things that nobody even cares about
except me,
like watching you eat
is quite a treat for me
from plate, to fork, then mouth
the way your lips form around it
with chemical releases to your brain
telling you the taste
giving you a rush of endorphins
as you chew,
cheeks and jaw working
cheeks to jaw…
I’m enjoying this more than I should,
not to be misunderstood
but I could tell you
when you’re cuddled on the couch
wrapped in a blanket
fiddling the sheets between your fingers,
you act like you’re cold
as you’re balled up eyeing the television
asking me to come close
for aid in warmth retention
listen, let me mention
I know your plot was to only get me
to sit next to you,
I do, think it’s true
it feels brand new
when you hum to songs in your head
dancing to music unheard
laughing when no one has told a joke
and, it’s these little things I hold on to
just because I like how it feels
to embrace the simple things
you do.
