Thinking

Another random

I’ve been thinking, my friend. Thinking about you.
And lately I’ve been wondering, are you thinking too?
We’ve been smiling too long…
We’ve been whispering too much…
We’ve been catching our stares…
I’ve been wondering, desire, what’s in your head?
Is it I, up in there, or am I misled?
Oh dear object of my desire, do tell me so.
But then again, mon ami, it’s quite fun not to know.