Your tiny smile

One little wry smile was all

It took to melt my heart,

Show me that you had heard.

A little smile and your head

Nuzzled into my shoulder as we

Hugged, cautiously, guardedly, not

Knowing what might come of this.

Pure Natasha, it was pure you,

Your cold stern over a heart

Bigger than the world's combined.

I caught your smile, I held

Your head, I felt your beating

Heart.

How from here I don't quite

Know, but do in the feint

Ruled lines. It seems clear

Although hazed in a life that

Might be of independence and

Intense closeness you and me.

How I do not know, but where

I do somewhat better, and with

That I can make some decent

Steps in progression.

I won't lose you, not again, but

Will rather make a lifetime

Where we live, where we grow,

Where we create love.