I look hard and then swipe
Seconds to decide that I like
The person in the picture in myriad hues
That’s all I have by way of clues
I can go left or I can go right
Second guessing which way she might
If she ever got to my colorful picture
And decide maybe I am worth her
It isn’t words because I only get a paragraph
I cant put a song I can choreograph
Or tell that I am cool but essentially love deprived
Instead say I am intellectually derived
We want to come out
But in coming out we are caught
We want to look incandescently desirable
In the attempt end up avoidable
The backlight of the mobile phone goes dark
Snaps me back to life stark
Notice the person sitting across and smile
“I haven’t seen you in a while”
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