.

Get out
Of my head,
Please…
Handsome,
I am helpless when
You dig your way
through my brain.
And your stare
Hits me just
As if
It were a train…
I don’t want
To want you, and
I know you don’t
Want to want me.
But the line
Is so very thin,
Between
Life and fantasy…
Sometimes all
It takes,
Is a furtive glare
Or a sweet smile.
And God knows
Your natural charms
Would make anyone walk
The extra mile…
So,
Get out
Of my head,
Please…
Before I fall for it,
And make a ‘’bêtise’’.