Peek into something


I love the shy of your smile
the way it peeks out of you
like a little boy
wanting to play
while twinkles flicker
like wee stars in those eyes.

He sneaks glances
from the corners of his chocolate eyes
melting me completely
with raven locks
that threaten to fly
and cannot be told
to sit still and behave.

I see the grown man.
He is bowed by time
and has had lessons forced
and lessons seen.

He has become wise and strong
and knows his heart
like a well-read novel,
much used and gently handled

I see that young man
wistful and committed
looking for what his heart seeks
certain that time will reward his labor
with a sudden moment of clarity
and deep bonded surprise
that never quite loses enchantment

When I look upon you
I see you as you are
as you have been
as you were meant to be.

You are a miracle at any measure
and my heart loves you completely
in every age and form.

Published by Bexley Benton. (Pen name)

I am B (call me BB and I will gut you) I like daisies, books, and men who understand the wisdom of Kermit the Frog.

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