I like letting you see me

Even when the room is pitch black

Catching glimpses of each other in the flashes of headlights

I tangle your hair and feel you smile, knowing you see me

I like when you see me in the golden rays of the sun

Even through your sunglasses I see you squint

Arms stretched out like a cat in a patch of sunshine

You see me through the glare of clear skies

I like when you see me in the silver beams of the moon

Even when I'm watching shooting stars and I can't see you

Your fingers fiddling with the zipper on my jacket

I know you see me

I like being seen by you

Even when your eyes are closed

Hands in my hair and a tired smile

You still see me