What Are You Thinking?

What do you think, when you sneak those quick glances at me?
Settled in an indecipherable code
I'm left to wonder
The meaning behind 'those' looks.
Fill your sweet, dark eyes.
You're married and so am I,
You to a woman and me to torment.
Maybe it's not that hard
To understand what you want, after all.
But, still, if you ever read this and know it's for you
I'd love to know
Just what you think.

by Lily Espinosa

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Eima, I think this is a great poem! I love the married line... excellent write! Brian