Let me know about the times,
I cross your mind.
In the daylight or the night,
And you being all smiles.

Tell me, that I cross your mind.
Often, when you’re getting dressed for the day.
Would you think about grabbing,
Me by the waist,
And a cup of coffee by the corner?

Tell me, that I cross your mind.
Often, when you brag about me to your friends.
About you being stupidly happy, with me.
Of the card games you lost (or I).
About the ‘who-can-eat-more-ice-creams’ contests.

Tell me, that I cross your mind.
Often, when you read a novel.
And it reminds you of me.
Of my toothy smile or my scent.
Of a tuft of my hair, or how you caress that strand.

Tell me, that I cross your mind.
Often, when you watch a horror film.
And it reminds you of me.
Of how stupidly afraid I will be.
Of how I would call you at midnight, scared.

Tell me, that I cross your mind.
Often, and not only when you’re bored.
Under the silent sky.
Don’t call, but leave a text in the middle of the night.

Tell me, that I cross your mind.
Often, and not only when you’re craving a touch.
Seeing the lights go down.
Don’t text, but amaze me with a knock on my door.

Let me know about the times.
I cross your mind.

Sun’s shine or Moon’s light,

Do I make you all smiles?

-uk