she always knew
within moments
what i was feeling
even though
i never
spoke the words
aloud
she would walk over
and put her hand
to my cheek
while staring deep
into my eyes
before knowing
exactly
whether to melt
into my arms
or furiously
press her lips
to mine
one leading
to the other
nine times
out of ten
but it was
the knowing
of which
to lead with
that always
amazed me

once
after we had
finished
what our lips
had started
i asked her
how she always
knew
how to greet me
she smiled
knowingly
as she lifted
her head
from my chest
tapped her finger
on the tip
of my nose
and simply said

“because your
mood ring eyes
never lie
like your
pretty lips
are wont to do”