Spectrom

i love your subtle curves
i love your crooked smile
i love your musing collarbones
i love your eering spine
i love your buttons and yours zippers
i love your suggestive giggles
i love your perfect toes
i love your leather jackets
i love those desolate pockets
i love your un-matching socks
i love your bootcut jeans
i love your cryptic shadows
i love your juvenile footstep
i love those kicks while you sleep
i love the taste of your words
i love your delicate whispers
i love your uneven fingers
and the space in-between them
i love your bad stories
i love your pencil sharpening
i love your paint stained walls
and the way ink falls