I was a poor man when I saw her eyes <br />then she laughed and I went lightly. <br />I was lost until she moved her feet <br />we both went round the room. <br />I moved into her eyes <br />she sank onto her feet. <br /> <br />We went round the room, <br />I’d never met the kind of beat. <br />For while there was the slightest pause <br />little held us hand in hand <br />I took the rose she took my words. <br /> <br /> © 1989 Wilfred John<br /><br />WILFRED JOHN<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-moved-into-her-eyes/
