you smiled at
me again today
that crooked smile
that makes my
pulse race
i said something,
you thought it was funny
i didn't even hear
myself speak
my heartbeat is
deafening
then you flashed
that familiar grin
told you that would
probably be my undoing
you take my breath
without meaning to
with your slightest
movement, when you
tuck your hair behind your ear,
when you straighten your shirt,
when you self consciously
smoothen the imaginary
crease on your pants,
you have me entranced

if only you knew
what you so
unintentionally do to me. . .

you are very slowly
starting to become
a part of my every day
shall i make myself
a part of yours too?

in a little while, maybe