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