Workplace Crush (Poem)

Arrive at the office.
You are there
That cheeky smile
That dark eyed stare.

The same old joke
about English and tea
I can’t help but smile.
Whats wrong with me?

Just for a laugh
Come out for a drink
I know your my boss
But whaddaya think?

Lets paint the town red
or bright shades of green.
We could paint it with love
If you know what I mean.

Knuckles raw from knocking.
My legs ache from walking
My heart is sick of waiting.
So boy lets do some talking.

You can put me in your pocket.
And take me when you leave.
I wear my heart shaped locket.
And a heart upon my sleeve

you’re at the office every morning.
Standing tall and clean
You always greet me with that smile
A smile that makes me dream