out of reach

I see the way
your eyes
looks at her
when you think
she isn't looking.

They roam over
her bowed lips
when she talk
the swing of her hips
when she walks
and the way her eyes
gaze around the room.

Oh why
Oh why
can it not be me?

Why can't your eyes
light up
when they meet
mine.

Why can't you
admire the way
i talk
the way
i walk.

Why must the fates be so cruel
to put something
so close
to me
but
so far
out of my
reach.