I stole a glance at you
Lustfully larcenous
More than one in fact
I was a repeat
offender
A serial gazer
In perpetual regard
Loitering with intent
to stare
In open mouthed
infatuation
And you caught me
Apprehended me in the
act
Of elicit observation
Your arresting look
Took custody of me
A petty felon
With prior form
And with merciless
intent
You stole my heart
Without hesitation
No mere act of petty
larceny
You took it from me
And at once captivated
me
Imprisoned me
Behind the bars of
love
Once in your
possession
It became valueless
Scornfully regarded
You keep it under
glass
On display
Where you can watch it
beat
Or by capricious whim
Play with it
Like a cat plays with
a mouse
While I die by inches
Knowing you have my
heart
But not one of your
own
So sits a prisoner of
love
In sight of death row
Indefinitely
incarcerated
Behind the bars of love
No hope of parole
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