by natalie fulton
(upstate new york)
I want to know what your hair looks like when you wake up in the morning. I want to see you when you get angry, and when you get sad. I want to know about the birthmark on your thigh, or the freckles on your back that no one else can see. I want to know if you talk to yourself when you're all alone, and how many times a day you look at your reflection. I want to see you playing with your dog, and telling your mom you love her. I want to feel your hand in my hand. I want to know what you eat for breakfast, and how you like your coffee. I want to know all the little parts of you, and not just the big picture. The texture of your skin and the length of your eyelashes.
I want you.