Poetry

You At first it was just an eye thing Meaning my eye would turn ever so Slightly when you came around me But now it's more like a fully focused transaction My eyes must wander up and down Back up to your smile than back down again You see i'm consenting my heart signing on the dot I really enjoy being in the room when you smile your wide pearly whites. My imagination runs wild I can't have you but does that really matter Taken you are But i'm taken with you So this story is far from over Let's cut to the next interview