Holding hands

How easily I am distracted
From whatever that I do
By the cute flick of her hair
Even the way that she walks
The subtle glance of her eyes
And the waft of her perfume
That now fills the office air

My mind’s never on my work

Others seem untroubled by

This girl with such a frame

I think she really is the best

But clearly just does not care

I’m not in her sights at all

She doesn’t even know my name

I’ll ignore her, which is best                                                          

She’s not the one for me                                                               

How could I ever measure up                                                       

Then one day she’s at my desk

Asks me to help her on a job

“I thought you didn’t like me”

She says ”You’re so wrong, silly pup”

I’m the one that’s now envied                                                      

Cos she and I are dating                                                               

And getting the jealous stares                                                      

How good to leave the office                                                        

She holds my hand so tightly                                                                   

Reluctant to let me go

Love now frees us of all cares    

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This poem was written and originally published early in 2015 elsewhere has now since been amended and lengthened here today.