I have a problem with men who just keep sneaking glances at you and cannot gather enough courage to just say hello,or something,anything is better than those looks.Those looks are spooky.You are not sure what is going on in the man's head.Is he liking what he is seeing?does he want to tear my clothes off...or is he planning how he can follow me and grab me at some corner in the night as i make my way home or to wherever? or maybe i remind him of the girl who broke his heart...Well,here's what happened to me the other day
YOU LOOK AT ME,
SNEAKING GLANCES BEHIND HOODED EYES.
sAY WHATS ON YOUR MIND;
DONT HIDE BEHIND THOSE SUIBTLE GAZES,
LIKE A CHILD AFRAID OF THE WORLD.
SPEAK SIR,
I MIGHT CHOSE TO HEAR YOU RIGHT...
YOU SPEAK TO ME,
SLOWLY PULLING ME INTO YOUR CONVERSATION.
I MARVEL AT THE EASE IN YOUR VOICE-
IT SEEMS TO SUGGEST
THAT YOU HAVE KNOWN ME FOR SOMETIME,
YET I KNOW FOR SURE THAT WE ARE
QUITE THE PERFECT STRANGERS!