Thursday, October 19, 2006


Not to say he wasn't kind,
That love was kindled or
Hope was blind.
But he won my heart
With a single glance.
What a silly thing
To call romance!

Whenever I see him,
My heart starts to flutter.
And if ever he speaks to me
I might just jump.
I smile and watch
From across the room.
My eyes full of hope,
But my head full of fluff.

Why I can't approach him
Is anyone's guess,
And whenever I speak,
My voice gets weak.
While my lips ignore him,
My eyes never do.

And what a silly thing to call romance.
At least for a moment...
To see him...
To Dance.