The Crush
A wandering eye a lingering glance
so lovely you can't look away
His mysterious style his sexy smile
one look from him you pray.
He passes you by, you almost die
the scent of his cologne is smelt.
The stride in his step his nice deep voice
that make you want to melt.
You look at him-he looks at you and...
you wonder what is he thinking.
Does he like you as much as you like him...
or is it just wishful thinking?
You hear him laugh his face lights up
his dimple soon caves in.
Your heart seems to flutter and skip a beat,
his heart you want to win.
His light brown eyes simply mesmerize,
his skin his skin so soft and fair...
There's a difference in your look but you can't judge a book...
you want to show him you care.
One day you hope you hope he'll ask you out,
you want to make him yours today
A crush is what you have on him, a crush he doesn't know
but it's a game you want to play.
