see you on the train, don’t know your name
staring right through me, I can’t explain
drawn to you, visually pleasing to me
you don’t understand it, how could you see?
Just a college school boy, with a face simply
soft, eyes glistening
hair trimmed tight, clean as can be
black sweatshirt, wearing air jordans
The newest pair, parents bought em for ‘ya
Peering around the seat, clicking tickets in between
You just caught my gaze, through a hole that I made
straight to your brain, I’m king at this game
Black iPhone, probably listening to rap
act like a thug but really you’re a sweet chap
come sit next to me, we can have our first chat
eye brows perfect, masculine hands
feel all of me, even though you can’t
but you want to know, you’re curious so
you come to my seat, we kiss, and we go