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Desire


Her dark and sophisticated eyes

Dark as the night's sky

And have a certain intent I myself cannot fathom

Yet they are so alluring and beautiful

Her brown hair sways along as she walks closer

My heart races as she stops in front of me

I look into her eyes

Then to her hair

Ah yes the hair

My eyes trail from the tips of her hair to

Where it meets her skin

I desperately want to feel her fair pale skin

I want her

Badly...

But she is beyond my very grasp

And has her own knight in shining armor

I am merely there and have no meaning 

For I am just insignificant

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