That manoeuvred on and on
Made the cold desks worth sitting on.
So Carefully designed
Velvety, only if I could touch
Filed lustrous nails
Made me go insane.
Trying to gather all my attention
But the talking interested me in no dimensions
As did those hands,I wish I could tell that their charm
I could no more withstand.
So I went to confess, but in vain
The remarkable hands caught me again
My gazing got gullible
It buried me deeper than a sleeper.
He asked me if I needed something?
That gave me wings
But I didn’t want to spill the beans
‘Cuz secretly admiring was my thing.
“Happiness” is to admire
Admire without any desire.
This was something I did fret
But I told it to you,
Now it no longer is a secret!