PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Something drew me to you like a siren song

Your face as intoxicating as any drug

I stood staring as though you were Medusa

But I forced myself to move

Just to prove that I still had the ability

But I only cracked a smile

Then I burned your handsome face into my brain

And started thinking of something clever to say

For when we meet again, and I'm able to speak