She
The day that I first saw you smile, as I stooped to fix a lace
A small stone’s throw across the street but then there was no trace
I ran the corner that you turned but I had lost the race
I may now never have the chance to acquaint your lovely face
I walk the spot of that one glimpse, every single day
In the vain hope our eyes will meet and my feelings to convey
Many females, I have met, they are all now shades of grey
Unlike you my rainbow sweet, my dream, my sweet sorbet
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