I like,
The way you smile,
How it starts from your dimples,
To the crescent of your eyes.
How they shine and sparkle,
With lots to decipher.

I like,
The way you walk,
How straight your back is,
To the stern look on your face.
How your footsteps can never be heard,
As you glide your way.

I like,
The way you talk,
How soft your voice is,
To boasting your white neat teeth.
How you would add a smile at the end,
Which soothes all problems.

I like,
How I'm able to watch you from afar,
How you'll never notice me,
As I observe you.

I'm hoping you saw,
The way I looked at you,
The desire I had for you,
The smile that shone, just for you.

I'm hoping you felt,
What I have for you,
The excitement when you appeared,
The disappointment as you left.

I'm hoping you know,
The feelings I've garnered for you,
While you held her waist,
Smiling brightly as ever.