I Met A Gent Poem by Edwina Reizer
I Met A Gent
I met a gent whose eyes were bright
yet when they looked at me
I could not help but think of them
and what it is they see?
Could they see into my being
and what it is I think?
Oh if that were the case
they'd know my heart did sink
into a bashful headlong fall,
a place that awaits the call
of the gent whose eyes were bright,
to lift my heart to where it belongs
so my fancy could take flight.
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