You always remind me that you exist

You always remind me that you exist 

with your intense gaze and perfect lips.

You know exactly what you do to me 

digging deep and pulling me out from underneath.

Others think I want shine and all that comes with it.

But you know that I want depth and your type of analysis.

From across the room 

or between the pages,

you pick up on my every inclination.

I’m afraid I’m addicted to you, 

and I hate that once again, you know it.