A Promise, Made to Yourself and a Lover

Hey there, title-as-long-as-the-poem... Well, not quite. Anyway. Sappy, but whatever.
I'm only posting it because I can't stop coming up with novel-sized ideas.

There is a
Moment
When you see Them
and They are laughing
At your joke
At a party.
Their face is flushed
Your heart skips
in that moment when Their drink
Ti[s
and almost spills.
It is Their eyes
you see
Not Their perfect lips
it is their glint
their glamour
and the crinkling of their corners.
And you realize
In that
Moment
That they will have beautiful
Laugh-lines
And that you want to stick around
Long enough to see them.