Come here, <br />No here, <br />Over here, <br />Look at me, <br />Me too, <br /> <br />Who first? <br />Who last? <br />Which way do I go? <br /> <br />They take my breath, <br />I get dizzy, <br />And turn to go, <br />But I cannot, <br />So I turn back. <br />Where I came face to face with her, <br />The perfect picture of composure, <br /> <br />She is too beautiful, <br />I lose composure, <br />And walk past__ only to, <br />Have it happen again. <br />And again__ <br /> <br />2001<br /><br />Richard Stilwell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/at-the-high-museum/
