Is it so Wrong?

Is it wrong

that i want to observe

everything you do?

just simply watch you,

and breath in every quirk

and restlessness of your being

sometimes you absent mindedly jitter your leg

and bring your hand to your lips

i notice all the sneaker tears and sweat shirt rips

and the way your head just slightly tips

i feel so comfortable gazing at you

sometimes your drum your fingers

to an uncertain tune

you draw symbols and swirls

in the corners of your paper,

every paper.

is it wrong

that i find everything you do beautiful?

sometimes when you smile

just one corner of your mouth curls up

and your head tilts back

sometimes when you laugh

you look down at your hands shyly

like you’re afraid of eye contact

at that exact moment

and accidently letting them in