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
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