A Literary Flirtation
He sits sprawled,in his usual overstuffed chair.Pretending to read,but watching her instead. She types him in quiet stanzas,eyes lowered.She peers through her lashesmemorizing every detail Every glance he stealsis a line borrowedfrom the poem in her heartand the margins of her longing. He reads herin sidelong silences,lips twitching at the cornersdecoding ellipses where words should […]