22 December 2012
He smiles at me, a shy private smile,
And I can't stop smiling.
His eyes crinkle when he laughs,
And I can't take my eyes off him.
He turns his feet towards me,
And my feet want to wrap around his.
I see his hands, red raw with overwork,
And my hand reaches out to soothe them.
He concentrates, a look so serious on his face,
And I can't think of anything but him.
Mirrored • Opuss № I