little love, leaves and red ants

a picture i can snap of you,
while you chew your lip over an email.

a foot in my lap,
as i sip coffee in the terrace.

your fingers that clasp mine,
like they always belong there.

a lazy stroll in the night,
ice cream and love.

to crazy selfies,
and travels that come with memories.

dirty texts and hidden smiles,
inside jokes and warm cuddles.

it’s the little love that matters,
just a primate i might be,
yearning just for some leaves and red ants.