your hair falls in your face
your lips, my arm they graze
you bite my skin
then pull back and grin
you turn to me and smile
and you talk to me for a little while
you hug me tight
and you say goodnight
you lay your head in my lap
and fall asleep
my fingers comb through your hair
my other hand lays on your shoulder
my hand still combs your dark hair
I love your "sometimes-caring" stare
I get up to leave
you hug me once again
and I turn around and grin
away from you
so that you can't see through
to my heart and soul