No One Says A Thing Poem by Kewayne Wadley

One of my favorite things
About you
Has to be when you smell
Like my cologne.
It doesn't matter if I'm laying
Between your legs when we're
Watching movies
Or popping up & surprising you a
few minutes after the last selfie you
sent.
I happen to be in love with every
Part of you that I've met so far.
It's moments like this
When nothing else needs to be said.
Sort of like the thrill of having sex
Somewhere you know we'll be caught.
The energy is there
So are we, but no one says a thing
It's all over our face