Starende huisgenoot

I love the way you are just standing there.
There without knowing.
Possibly knowing my eyes are following you.
Being there as no one notices,
not even you.
I love the way that i know you,
the way you think and also never knowing why.
Gifting me with a fague smile,
almost grinning.
My eyes follow the outlines of your body,
the flexing muscles, small movements.
Knowing i can't stare.
Knowing i can't ask you to turn around,
so i'll just have to look at your back.

but i don't mind.


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