A single light reflects your eyes
As the world outside fades away
Over burgers, salad and fries
Already my senses in disarray
Of love; what can I say
Sipping coke through a straw
A pause in which to think
The way I feel so rare and raw
My throat is rasping in the drink
I say words far better when using ink
My romantic heart stumbles and stalls
As I try and say all that I feel
I trip on words, make the falls
I hope my foolishness doesn’t conceal
My love for you is forever real
©JG Farmer 2018
Form: English Quintain
A Garret Poet 