Day 102

You won't like me when I become obsessed,
Or maybe you will enjoy every minute of the unrest.
I'll follow you around to every place you go,
Secretly staring at your beauty which you'll never know.
Maybe you'll feel me creeping up from behind,
Maybe you'll be asleep while I peek through your window blind.
A soft brush against you in a crowded place,
Gone before you ever see my smiling face.
I can be a sneaky man when I fall this hard,
Always around, hidden like an ace in a deck of cards.

The good thing about you, your just as brazen,
A beautiful creature and devious little Asian.
What you want, is what you get,
Before the poor, young man even knows it yet.
You smile and flirt in the most obvious way,
When he steps close you just turn away.
A game of cat and mouse, not wanting to be easy,
Leaving him hopeless, like a lost ship in the seas.
Then you reel him back in with one longing stare,
Not knowing in the end, he'll be calling you dear.