I must tell you Kiki, the plan was to stay single and simple.
Calm but classy
Gentle but jovial
Yes, the plan was to dress sassy but offers no space to come in between…
The plan was to accept compliments but not complementary cards.
But there is this young man, a dude, causing my head to spin.
And here I am, beginning to add and subtract.
I must tell you Kiki, the plan was to stay solo but strict.
But it seems things are taking a different shape.
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All because of this dude, a gentleman always in dark goggles with his hands glued to his pockets.
Dark skinned, tall and muscular with biceps.
Verily, he is my kind of person.
The plan was to be accommodating but cagey…
Lest someone finds out that I am a psychopath.
But here I am, staring down from the window.
Not once or twice, watching him pass the subway
Fantasizing on what magic it would be, to feel the aura of his breath and the succor of his touch.
Lo, I am slowly losing hold of me.
The plan was to be manipulative but sober
But seeing him stare at me makes my heart melt.
Watching him walk up to me makes my heart miss a beat.
Feeling his hand on my cheek, brushing off the strands of hair off my face gave me the misty eyes.
And right now Kiki, I don’t know if I should continue with the plan or not?
