The leather that she wears
That lipstick shaded red
I knew not of my feelings for her
Now I'm filled with dread
There's something in her quirks
There's something in her laugh
There's something that I see
With every little glance
Occasionally she will catch me back
But unbeknownst to her
Friendly gaze is all she sees
she does not see my longing
Her innocence too keen
I doubt she has ever sworn
What a wicked games she plays
She's and angel
Please save me
Before this love filled gaze
