My forbiden fruit

I see her sitting over there on the bus some how to stare A youthful beauty with short hair A tempting temptation for which to dare The cause of the heart to deeply care The wish and resistance for feelings to air The time of day she comes into view A kind of pay to eyes for use To what is given this award The heart, the eyes, the faults ignored Desire being the longing of the heart A small insanity that starts and starts The joy of life that part of the day Though left alone the vision it stays For her alone I feel this way It comes and last most of the day