POEMS for everything

You

You make me feel alive,
Like a teenager.
You can make me feel like a million bucks,
But also a discarded penny.
It's the small things that affect me,
The precise words you say,
The looks you give,
The glint in your soft brown eyes.
Your dark hair moves in the the fresh swept dawn,
As you get up for the day,
Taking your vulnerabilities and covering them up with pride.
You seem like an enigma,
With the key in sight,
The key to your mind,
The key to your heart.
Your smile makes my light heart skip,
Wanting to create another smile.
When you're angry you have a determined chin,
Adorable and laughable.
Your horrible jokes,
Always trying the be ahead,
Never below.
Your black shirt clings to your body,
Defining your muscles,
Giving you more strength,
Yet more conceitedness,
But it's cute.
Your eyes play with the sun and throw out a warm glow,
Showing there's more than you give off.
You're always comforting,
Trying your hardest to keep me happy and smiling,
Telling me exactly what I want to hear,
But resistant to the hidden meaning.
I look past it but try to peer in,
Looking,
But only scratching the surface of your heart.
It's you,
You're different.

Steven Krauss-Akins ©2015