Looking into your eyes,
I can see nothing but lies,
It’s almost as if I am an object to you,
Since you’ve stolen my heart,
Every night, I look to the stars and moon,
Searching for an explanation of God’s piece of art;
The art that is you, so exquisite,
So tender, strong,
So dark, and handsome,
I know I shouldn’t believe it,
Your height, nearly a foot above me,
Your touch, makes every muscle in me go numb,
the tingling feeling of satisfaction and lust,
Or is it love?
Give me a sign!
Give me a sign so I know whether this is lust or love,
I feel as though it is only a dream,
But every time I look into your dark eyes,
I’m filled with happiness, satisfaction, security and love,
Yet you show me no affection
Where everyone can see, not even a simple hug,
I know your strengths and weaknesses, as you know mine,
But if you love me like you say behind closed doors,
Give me a sign!
Give me a sign so I can stop myself from looking like a fool,
I was willing to do anything for you,
I love you but it’s like you have no clue,
You just keep walking, keeping your precious reputation,
Causing my life to become a complication,
A complication which is impossible to solve.