Your brows drawn together in concentration
Your eyes narrowed at your
sketchbook
Assessing every detail
I find it adorable how critical you are and can't help myself
I laugh lightly
And for a split second, it catches you by surprise
Your face relaxes, a small smile playing on your lips
Your eyes lock on mine but you look away as soon as they do
But before you do I catch a twinkle of something I can't quite put my finger on
When you look back up there's a satisfied look in your eyes
You turn your sketchbook towards me and I see myself
Caught in a perfect moment
Laughing
Forever preserved in your art and mind
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RandomRandom happenings Written down, Because, I can't express them Any other way ... *** Please keep in mind that not everything you read will be related to Christianity. Some may be less faith-based than others. I'm sorry if that's confusing, but like...
