Today, I saw a girl at the shop,
She looked so ethereal,
And she made my heart drop,
Her face; so peaceful.
She wore a shirt in the colour of the sky,
One with lantern sleeves,
Her jeans were the colour of faded fortunes,
She was heavenly, I believe.
Her cascade of curls; as dark as the night,
Tied perhaps in an attempt to tame it,
Oh what a blissful sight,
She is the muse to my poet.
I tilt my head to meet her gaze,
My head would would fit perfectly under her chin,
She makes my heart go up in a blaze,
And she makes my head spin.
Her eyes were like deep pools of chocolate,
That glittered when she smiled,
I wish we could continue what merely just started,
In my tenebrous night , she is the only celestial light .
I\'d like the possibility of kissing her someday,
But she was just a stranger never to be seen again,
Nonetheless, I was right , I am indeed gay ,
But I\'m not going to be the one to complain.