"It scares me to close my eyes in front of people," I whispered, "But not you."

I opened my eyes 

while you were kissing me

half-afraid to find you

staring back,

but you were not.  

your eyelashes were smiling

against my cheek,

skin gleaming

like sunlight off of marble.

just then, your tongue pushed

against mine with such joy

that I fell deeper into your lips, 

eyelids fluttering shut.  

I imagine that's what you look like

when you're dreaming.