You see me.

I like the way you read my eyes,
like an open book
without sunglasses.

You can feel me blush through the phone;
Or was that what you were aiming for?

I like your soft but manly hands
and your swagger
when you dance.

My style is yours
the next day
when you show up in my clothes.

Your cockiness pulls me in
right before
it lets me down...again.

I enjoy movies more
when I'm with you.

You see me
when I am blind.
I think that's the way you like it.