Why is your smile so potent?
That it spikes into my ticker
without piercing my skin,
I want to know
why your eyes is so beautiful,
that it almost look perfect.
Can I give answers to what you seek? I ponder.
When I chance a glance
I see what you see but never in a mirror but in your face as it mirrors mine.
Yes, those rugged lines that lie under your eyes.
I'm cocksure my eyes aren't lying,
Please don't see me as someone who could sell ice to Eskimos
If I say your dark radiant skin that glows
match your hair-do called collabo
A reaction from within is based on what the heart feels
And what the eyes see,
lt's a mixure of passion and emotions
They call it chemistry
Chemistry I know
Blood I am familiar with
When it spikes through my brain
And muddles up my words at the sight of you
Wearing snug blue Jeans and gray polo with that face cap that reads "I've got you"
I want to know how you arrest my heart without giving it a cardiac,
And how do you manage to give a winsome smile ,
which typifies an irrefutable idea of beauty?
It tickles my fancy,
Hmm it's plain to see
That what I'm feeling is more than a chemistry
"Tum tum tum tum"
My heart reads whenever I catch your gaze
In a room full of people
Racing, my heart jumps whenever I have you near me
I know others call it chemistry
But deep within I know it is much more
Segun Eyitayo and Funmi Richards
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