Matter-of-Factly

Because you inspire me

In so many ways.

You.

Your Hands touch me

And send my spine thrills

Your warmth to fight

My eternal chills

Stubble on your cheeks

Belly against my spine

Breath in my ear

Toes pressed onto mine

That calculating heart

And loving mind

When it comes to you

There is much left to find.

The way your kisses

Stick on my nose

A calm velvet voice

Lips cliché as a rose

Your smell

Of freshly lit matches

Blush like

Strawberry patches.

Curious dark eyes

Shielded by glasses

A smile in your eye

My heart goes to ashes

One day I looked over at you

“Why did you decide you liked…loved me?”

You chuckled warmly.

“Because I liked you a lot.

You’re nice.

 I like spending time with you.”

You said it matter-of-factly.

“What about you?”

To that I had no reply.

And I silently wondered...

Is love matter-of-factly?

Best,
Anna Belle Lee