1st saw that smile walking past my kitchen window.
I glanced outside & sighed with shy innuendo.
Afraid to speak, so I'll pretend those roses beneath my sill made me all sentimental.

Your beauty grace & style rings my alarms.
Dancing in my mind I'm wrapped up in her charms.
I should've known from past oos & aahs oh wells & oh darns.
But she’s got eyes worthy of songs just like Kim Carnes'.

Imagining if we meet the roll desire may play.
Hoping I wont lack some sweet & funny things to say.
Her passions seem to smack of hummingbirds early morn display.
Walk alone although busy as Cupid on Valentines Day.

Some think wishes feed on shooting stars.
Miracles drink alone in back alley bars.
Love sees you everyday but doesn't know who you are.
Foolish hearts can make you feel destiny's close when it's so very far.

A touch can be just too much for me.
What's free to some cost others a fee.
I shudder to think where blind lust can lead.
Utter madness, sinful sadness or first class to glee.

Drop me off 2 country blocks from lonely street.
I know the way and can get there on my own two feet.
Who knows along the way that I just might see.

Walking past those roses beneath my sill.

hello ole friend

Nice write man,,and a writer never sleeps long,
for the story shall awaken their heart....

Thank you MsKim
2KidsMom
what's going on brotha kcOOOTHREEZY
POET IAM4U capitals man because you always do it BIG !!!!