Infatuated

One, two Eyes like diamonds, peering at you. Do you run, do you wait, or do you gaze upon his face. To unfold all the mystery that he hides. Is he friend, or is he foe how to tell, you won't know. But a feeling of novelty within abides. While thoughts of intent or discontent, race through your mind. The uniqueness that he bears, with you he'll never share And the untold roué of which you'll never know And your final thoughts was to just, Let it go.