Is He

Is he paying attention to me...
Is he hanging on my every word?
Is he really wondering...
What I am thinking about right now...

Is he really questioning
What's hidden in and behind my stare...
Does my glance look cold as steel...
Does he even wonder to dare...

Does he think that I am pondering
Heart-warming thoughts
Is that the idea that's real...
Is that what my looks really say...
Is that what they trully reveal?

Can my glance be warm and embracing...ever
When he looks me in the eye...
Who is this creature really
Will she say get lost and die...

Or will she say come hither
Be with me now and ever...
He doesn't know...
He thinks he does...
but maybe not...
He doesn't know.

Is there ever anyone who ever does?

What will be the difference..
Between a woman and a man
What causes them to become a lover
Instead of the best of friends

What would cause a friend
To look and then look again...
To look at one as a lover...
Instead of a lifelong friend.

When and where do those feelings change
Who and what controls your mind
Will it be apparently clear...
Or will love trully be blind.

(November 22, 2010 Wausau, Wisconsin)

(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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