Wink

Wink

As your eyelashes close

in an abrupt fashion,

I show no repose

with my undoubted passion.

I live for your smiles,

the crisp, white, and clean,

that make me swoon for miles

like an over-giddy teen.

Your scent sends a shiver,

starting at the very tip of my nose,

and it flows down me like a river,

creating warmth in my toes.

So not caring to admit it,

yet never telling a lie,

about my love that won’t acquit,

all due to the flutter of your eye.