crossed

her words crossed my vision

and he told of it too 

not to me, the world, but i'm apart of that so i heard 

and then him, he's effortless 

but for more

i get word in convenience 

only sometimes...

not usually

remembered

because quickly warmth is forgotten 

leaving the amity flawed 

still there are the pictures captured in whispers 

smiles and smirks

but not observed 

i notice it's when obvious  

only when most eyes are closed 

only when predicted and convenient

only when best noted, by none