She looks up at me
And frowns
At my expression
I must look silly
Staring
As she sits
At the coffee table
Sipping her tea
And I just stare
Like I would
At the gallery
Unaware
That the object
Of my affection
Is looking back at me
She looks up at me
And frowns
At my expression
I must look silly
Staring
As she sits
At the coffee table
Sipping her tea
And I just stare
Like I would
At the gallery
Unaware
That the object
Of my affection
Is looking back at me