Blink

Your eyelashes flash, fluttering
As pages stutter blindly in a thumb’s
Slow release.
Syllables quibble off of my paralyzed lips
As I take you in.
Your gaze breaks
From its jealous object as you turn
Your attention toward me.
I lie,
Framing jokes and acting sane,
As your little laugh shatters my world.
I’m quiet,
And you are beautiful.
When you are again distracted from
My thin attempts to see you smile,
I turn again to my pen and paper,
And sing your praise between blue lines.