That Look

I can't help
but think about
what that look means,
I noticed your hair you know.

It's now
that rather ravishing
red flowing past your
piercing blue-gray eyes,
I know they
change color
but when you look
at me that way...

I see you spent
some time waiting for me.
I'm sorry how can
I make it up to you?

I told you before
what happens when
you look at me that way.
I can never tell if you
want to kiss me or
kill me, but my God
it gets me riled up.

I couldn't help but notice
you are wearing the locket
I gave you last Valentines day,
you know it sits perfectly between
your delicately soft breasts,
and I'm actually kind of jealous.
Yes that's right, jealous of a necklace.

You know when you caress my face
I can't help but carry you to bed.
Forget the world around us,
Leave the pink framed
lives in the background,
and take you to swim
with the dolphins.

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