Strangers

The jaws of attraction,
Defies the law of perfection.
Our eyes blinded by admiration,
Until we find ourselves in subordination.

Carefree yet delicate,
Her eyes happy and perfect.
Sends me a message in direct,
"Don't pick this flower, It's exquisite."

As for me I have to do something,
Yet the most extreme I can do is staring.
Enchanted by her beauty I can't stop myself smiling,
It started when on her face I was looking.

If only I can stop time,
Then I'll donate alot from mine.
If I need to then I'd waste it,
For you it will be worth it.

If only these words I made would reach you,
But we are just strangers in a world of hue.
A lot of difference, So untrue.

From my heart are these words that rhyme,
Are just but equivalent to a bottle of wine.

If there's a regret,
Then it would be the wild spirits unreleased.
If only I have the guts to ask your name,
But I'm afraid you'd only freak out in vain.

So I keep myself silent,
While in my brain recording this golden moment.
The next time I see you might be a different case,
I might gain confidence to smile when you gaze.