Planning To Impress, Yet She Stole That Chance
Hey hey, you there — yes you with a smile
I ask of you, who moves with a stare
following through as the words write along
you try to decipher, what should be undone
searching for purpose, finding anew
as you wonder, what it might be
sentences, forming — thoughts align
lines break, and ink dying
the pages are set, the topic declined
the meaning is read, a hope rejoice
you wanted a purpose, yet now you decide
to walk off the wonder, that you inspired
trusting the process, you don’t make haste
no rushing, no peeking — you idly wait
she sits beside you as if she was wired
you grow a little anxious, as her fingers touch your mind
oh boy, oh boy — you feel this immense heat
uncontrollable it is, you feel a bit unease
but in the heat, you grasp a moment of faith
uttering the words, that burst her into joy
perhaps it looked good, of what you had believed
a goofball you were, thinking of reprise
she comes real close…
