You tell me,
“Don’t do that.”
I reply,
“No. I will."
You sulk,
and you frown.
I smile.
Sure,
I will
never do that.
I do all this drama
to see that
cute, little pout
your lips form.
And we laugh,
like we always do,
knowing
this will
go on
and on
and on,
my love.