She bears the kind of smile
That makes me want to caress her face
And tell her she is all mine
I kept my hands to myself
But my mind kept wondering why
Her eyes wandered to my lips
It’s like she wants to be understood
Without explaining herself
Which is unfair but so am I
I remain skeptical about love
That it can make a man better
Still, I fear I’m becoming evidence
Against my very own argument

KJ 📖✍🏾🇰🇪