| Written: MAY 22, 2003 |
Seeing you, I sit captured by your sight,
Your utmost attention you so give me.
But deserve it I hope I one day might,
I wish it not to go away from me.
Feeling you gently brushing against me,
Now exhausted, only do I see you.
A casual touch meaning much to me,
I nudge close, never recoiling from you.
Wishing to evermore be around you,
I see you stride so full of love and pride.
I wish to walk bold at the side of you,
Seeing those attentive, beautiful eyes.
They fall on me, and hold me enraptured,
They know not already I lay captured.
