Untitled Poetry

Fourty Seven

I can't help but notice
The way your eyes light up
when you laugh,
Or how you curl your lip
When you concentrate enough,
Or how you smile
When you blush,
Or how your laugh makes
Your body shake,
Or how your voice
Makes my heart pound
And sets a fire
To my veins,
Or how I tremble
At the sight of you.
If I could have noticed
These things sooner,
Maybe we might have
Had a chance.