Looking At Her Poem by Sarah Sisson

I know my heart, it isn’t well.
In jealousy and pain I dwell.
I saw you standing near to her.
I waited for your character…
…to show what I imagine well.
I saw your look and I could tell…
…that what I thought was pure terror…
…of what you thought, yes I was sure…
…you were in dream time, yes you fell…
…for one good moment in her spell.
I thought about your lusting stir.
Your look not mine, those eyes defer.