Walking so chicly,
ever so discreetly
you must make the men go wild.
I walk past you
and you stand like a statue
staring me straight into my eyes.
I ignore the stare
and look up in mid air
acting as if I didn't care.
Doing this made me
feel like a fool
who was trying to act cool.
I didn’t even get a chance to say “Hi”
for I was shy.
I detect a connection
but sense much rejection.
Hopefully the next time
we see each other
You and I will talk to one another.
Although I disapprove of poetry that rhymes, this one was great.
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well lookey here. you are a poet and didn't even know it Guy
ReplyDeletei agree with ashley. that was pretty good. but mike said no rhymes!!! jkjk
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