Seeing you, when I first met you,
Something inside your eyes drawing me in,
Imagining what we could be,
You’ve evolved and parted with your ways,
You and I alike,
My mind plagued with thoughts that you wrestled,
These things I’ve thought, slipped when spoken,
I’ve been appending.
Dizzy with temptation,
ignoring the signs that
you and I might be meant to be,
we’re the only ones still standing.
I am coming home to you
The pleasure of knowing your face.