Eye Contact

Checking you out, as you are looking at me
from the way you look, guess you like what you see
I'm chilling in my zone listing to my music
Nodding my head, you can tell that I feel it

We're on the same bus, where're you going to get off
'Cause looking at your beauty, I just can't get enough
Not going to approach you cos I feel I'm looking rough
And I know talking to you right now is going to be tough

You're pressing the bell, and right now you're getting up
It's quite unfortunate that this is not my stop
I really would like to get off and come with you
But I have not yet spoken, let alone even greet you

As I turn my head i catch you throwing me a glance
Heart beats faster, I tell myself just take the chance
But there's a lot of people, I don't want to get shamed
If I lose you for pride then I have myself to blame

You get off, then look at me as the bus drives away
Just my luck I guess, maybe we'll see some other day

P.S just made up up so go easy, its meant to be a fun poem...:)

Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)