I can see your face
The lips curling into a frown
The eyes smiling, still.
I can see the lines in your forehead
Remember when you were hungry
And asked to have the music louder.
I can see you listening
Then leaving, for water
I can see the guise of concentration
falling. And the words coming.
I can see your face before you realize
and your face afterwards
when you know that I can see you,
listening.
