Caught Off Guard
My day was perfectly planned
With meetings all over the place
No room to breathe or make mistakes
I was busy keeping busy.
And then you walked in …
I couldn’t find the words.
Time froze to match my heart.
I didn’t know where to start.
You stood there, confused, so I excused,
I pulled it together, then returned bemused.
I’m logical – so where are my thoughts?
I’m organised – no, still, no connection…
Business! Business! Not emotion!
Too late; you held my attention.
Your eyes smiled – sorry what was the question?
Your voice – don’t ever stop talking.
Your honesty – perfumed my air.
Your dinner plans? – Oh! Wish I was there.
You’re doing nothing? – Ah! My pleasure!
Where’s my mind? Pull it together!
The hour’s gone? No, surely no.
It’s cold out there, it’s best not to go,
There’s so much I still have to say;
Please don’t leave me, please don’t go away.
A last question: Can I keep you…
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