From the corner of my organ of sight I espied you.
You passed me like I’m someone you never knew.
You’d be surprised at how many times
I see your smile in my lonely nights.
I close my eyes and with my fingers
I imagine how you’d trace this feeling on my flesh,
how you’d turn me on with just a little touch.
I smell y our perfume every time
you pass me through.
And time after time
I think that’s what dragged me to you.
The humour in your smile,
the language in your eyes.
The colour of your skin,
its shades that I surely need.
No words have been said
but it’s chemistry that I feel.