Lashes

They are way to pretty to belong to any man.
But they do, they belong to you.
So long and silky.
Beautifully following the shape
of your big brown oval eyes.

When you blinked
I could've sworn I saw them
sweep your cheek.

And I wondered at that moment
if you knew how they
had captivated me so

Soft they looked from where i stood
Took every muscle in my body
not to reach out and touch.
Your lashes.