Though I’m standing across the room from you,
everything else is blurry and the only thing that stands out is you.
The only thing I can describe what I’m seeing is with an ocean view,
so beautiful, that no matter where I go, if you’re there, my only focus is you.
I’ve written many poems about you,
Maybe one day, you’ll get to read them, or I can read them to you.
For some reason I think you know the feelings I’m hiding from you.
I’d ask you to dance, but the closer I get the closer you make him pull you.
Funny how I only got eyes for you when there’s a million people around.
Will changing the rules or breaking them help me out somehow?
Although there’s no ring on your finger I know it’s wrong to desire another man’s woman,
but my heart keeps telling me that besides you, for me there’s no other woman.
Written on September 19, 2006
Composition number: 250