A happy man is he who's found a lass that he can love... <br />As if by beauty he's been bound yet wouldn't shake her off! <br />Her lips like magnets draw him close till he looks in her eyes! <br />What happens next God only knows for eyes can hypnotise! <br />Each word she says he dotes upon as if she were sublime! <br />He'll write her poems signed Anon and pray for every rhyme! <br />He'll offer chockies, roses, too, and orchids from a shop! <br />He'll send her cards marked I love you! , heart pounding pitter-pop! <br />He'll watch her lips, as if a hawk, perchance to try his luck! <br />Then suddenly, no chat, no talk, as courage he must pluck! <br />Not now! Not now! Ooh, maybe soon! Ooh, coulda been! Too late! <br />Yet if they kissed, perhaps he'd swoon! That wouldn't look too great! <br />His pitter-pop is racing now! He's focussed, that's for sure! <br />Yes, pretty soon, he'll slowly bow in search of sweet amour! <br />It's time! It's time! Their first kind kiss! He's fainted clean away! <br />To see his smile, he'll die of bliss! God let him live! Oi, vey!<br /><br />Denis Martindale<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/focus-on-friendship-faith-and-love/
