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Pamper You


I pamper you
with unsolicited stares
looking at the contours of your eyes
as you work and chide
It’s just so invigorating
seeing you being just
so busy
I pamper you
by observations
of your busy smart self
as I smile within
to see your confused, questioning smiles
your giggle at the coffee machine
is not really a whisper
I can imagine magenta lips
decreeing someone’s frowns
and decadently sharing
the escapades of the mind
I pamper you by
looking at your graceful walk
with a swiftness and savvy couture
so when i do all of this
I imagine jazz music
at a place
where i will be gifted back
much more
than i could think of

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