i think about that look in your eyes and how the corners of your mouth turn up when you smile
as if i could only guess at the things going through your head
i think about you walking around my apartment naked some morning... going off to see if there is any dew in the fridge
taking your time walking across the living room
the sound of your bare feet on the wood floors
the way the sun coming through the windows highlights your waist and back
i think about being gaurded in public
never knowing when you might pull me aside
somewhere out in the open
and that hungry anxiousness in your movements
the ones that cannot be fought
i think of how your hair must look flying back as your throw your head around
eyes shut and mouth open just slightly something unspeakable under your breath
and how all of that could be captured in an instant in your eyes
and how if you let your guard down for just a second the real you would be too wonderful to ever put back behind the caution
that is what i think about
as if i could only guess at the things going through your head
i think about you walking around my apartment naked some morning... going off to see if there is any dew in the fridge
taking your time walking across the living room
the sound of your bare feet on the wood floors
the way the sun coming through the windows highlights your waist and back
i think about being gaurded in public
never knowing when you might pull me aside
somewhere out in the open
and that hungry anxiousness in your movements
the ones that cannot be fought
i think of how your hair must look flying back as your throw your head around
eyes shut and mouth open just slightly something unspeakable under your breath
and how all of that could be captured in an instant in your eyes
and how if you let your guard down for just a second the real you would be too wonderful to ever put back behind the caution
that is what i think about