Eyes On You Poem by Cindy Anna Bailey

Walking tall she sways slowly, she’s in control
Yet as she dances its purposeful she has no soul.

Her intelligence brightens conversation,
She only knows the same topics, stuck on one station.

Her eyes only glisten with pretence, they are dull,
Her hair is soft a silk but just drills in her skull.

Something across the room makes her posture slip,
The glass of champagne falls as she looses her grip.

Her eyes begin to shine beneath years of cloud.
She begins her desperate search through the crowd.

In a perfect movie moment their eyes meet,
At once her heart is filled with passion and heat.

His smile is enigmatical, his eyes a deep shade of blue,
This was love, not a regular thing this was true!