Tempura

I crunch on the delicious prawn.

I dip the tempura batter slowly and delicately into the light soy.

She looks at me and smiles.

Not one to hide away.

I watch her use the chopsticks.

She fumbles, her tongue sticks out slightly. I see the concentration,

Her eyes focused and ready.

The food moves slowly up to her mouth. She looks up at me.

I wake up. Her eyes I do miss.