When You Are Truly Thinking of Me

I am thinking of you all the time.
Are you thinking of my green eyes?
The ones that sparkle when you tell
Me a funny story. The color of slime
Through your fingers. The goodbyes
You could not bear to say. When I fell
And scraped my leg you kissed it to
Make it feel all better, but it is when
You kiss me on the lips I feel heaven.
What about my curly hair? The blue
Sky makes it look like the halo and skin
Of a fallen angel. What about my smile?
The way it lifts up and tilts in complete
Amusement. What about my big laugh
When it echoes? When there is no mile
Between us. We are no longer half.
What about the sound of my heartbeat?
The way it sounds against your ear
And hand. The steady thump to bring
You home after roaming for so long.
What is it that you want to hear?
The sound of a broken heart or wing?
What about my voice? Hang on strong
Because there is an end to the pain and
All of the suffering in sight, but never let
The doubts tell you otherwise. Maybe
Then you will completely understand
Why the world would never try to bet
Against us. Do not let things be weighty.