232/365: Beautiful to Know

Your ears are burning.
You can feel me talking about you across the room.
I can see that by your posture.
I do it just to watch you turn around and scan,
to see that twist in the skin on your neck
and the light glance through your coffee iris.
It is beautiful to see the knowing.

#365poems at Schmutzie.com

233/365: Objectness

231/365: Blinded