There is an innocent someone who’s captivated me
Made me someone I don’t recognize, everyone agrees
He’s made me so different than my usual self
Have I lost my sanity to infatuation itself?
Usually so gregarious and always competent
Somehow he seems to stun my every single sense
Memoirs remind me of bygone bold attempts
Always resulting in trusty lifelong friends
Walking past by him, each time I successfully pretend
Not to have noticed or even sensed his scent
Internally though I’m screaming at numbness that consumes
Unable to even crack a smile at my tantalizing muse
His appeal is not particular, yet it can torment
My every waking moment and romantic sentiment
Of controlled emotions I’ve lost all possession
To my tall beautiful obsession
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